Spent a productive morning at Intec in kent tuning the Z, then i'm finishing the day at Ron's poker tourney / birthday. There's $500 and a trophy at stake, but i think we all know i have no chance :)
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Spent a productive morning at Intec in kent tuning the Z, then i'm finishing the day at Ron's poker tourney / birthday. There's $500 and a trophy at stake, but i think we all know i have no chance :)
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My devious little sister set me up last night, tricking me into happy hour drinks where Josh, Julia and Steph showed up out of nowhere. Then, she had the gall to lure me out to dinner, where Jason, Clint, Christi, Travis, Dan, Jonathan and (better late than never) Sean joined us completely out of the blue. The smoke and mirrors continued even after dinner, as when i turned away from my seat a milkshake appeared where my empty plate had been. Gifts emerged from pockets and bags. Thankfully, the surprise i feared most never arrived - a dozen clapping members of the waitstaff degrading themselves with an occasion-specific group chant.
Final scores for the evening:
Thanks, Danielle! I love you. You're the best little sister I could imagine.
Met Steph for mutual birthday coffee tonight at Alderwood Mall in Lynnwood. It was a midway point geographically as well as chronologically, as the week started with her birthday and will end with mine. We considered detouring for birthday Cold Stone ice cream, but the packs of screaming children and the clapping, chanting, birthday-song-singing employees devalued their dessert selections beyond our loss tolerance.
The otherwise pleasant evening took a surprise turn for the worst when i reached my car at the waaaay back of the Macy’s parking lot, so far back that a minimum of 20 empty spaces surrounded my shiny red ride on all sides. Like a blemish in the mirror on prom day, that evil pink slip of paper flapped under the driver’s wiper blade. Firstly, lay off my wiper blades, meter maids. Those PIAA Silicones are 40 bucks a pop, thank you. Secondly… i'm at the MALL. In Lynnwood. I park downtown Seattle everyday, yet i'm confused by suburban parking policies? As if!
So, i should have taken a picture, but it was too dark. Apparently when one of your tires is three inches over the white line, you're parking in two spaces. I was about to be furious until i read the whole ticket:

Notice anything? No fine. No remittance directions. Yeah… that’s cause they've got nothing! It’s a MALL. Relief. Laughter. Maybe it’s not necessary to march into the their office tomorrow in my best power tie and demand a written apology.
So, boycott of Alderwood Mall temporarily averted, due primarily to their lack of any real authority. Also, i'm too lazy to really organize that, or to drive any further away than Lynnwood to find an Express that has men’s stuff. But they're on thin ice, i tell you. First the over-abundance of kiosks in the aisles, and the obnoxiously pushy fragrance salespeople, and now my vehicle’s description has been “permanently recorded"…
I'm guessing C. Webb (i'm imagining the C. stands for Chuckles) jotted down my flagrant treachery dutifully as “red 2-fast 2-furious car driven by what is obviously an overpriviledged suburban punk kid displaying total disregard for order and authority by drifting into multiple parking spaces and otherwise defacing mall property. Perpetrator description: unknown!" Nice detective work, Chuckles. Serpico would have stalked me until he produced some grainy, black and white telephoto shots of me leaving the mall and returning to the scene of the crime to build a case in my permanent record.
Danielle and i are enjoying the sunshine, the garlic fries and the curious wardrobe choices as the Mariners almost win a game today. When did wearing your baseball cap inside out become cool?
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On the thirteenth floor drinking fountain. The note says "please don't take my stapler." It's been here since last week. I guess the note didn't work…
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Funny license plate of the day: on a Toyota Tundra pickup in Seattle's international district.
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My weekend in upstate New York has been like something out of a movie, the kind of feel-good movie with lots of soft lighting, montages of friendly faces, touching moments of love and loyalty, and storybook backdrops that you can watch a hundred times and never fail to be moved by. At the yacht club enjoying the lake view (pictured) and mingling with perfect strangers soon turned friends, and later at the family home trading stories around the living room, i was afforded temporary admission into my friend Eric’s family and a backstage pass to their inside jokes, childhood memories and family traditions. As Eric showed us the sailboats he used to race, the basement where he stayed up late shooting pool with friends, the family pictures lining the shelves, and the house and town that he treasured, i didn't feel 2000 miles from home. My house was only over the next hill, and i would see these uncles and cousins at the next celebration, and there would be many more days of skiing and sailing and sunshine and teenage mischief, and the storybook would be a long and happy one. Surrounded by my friends from east and west coasts both new and old, and my newly adopted relatives, i was struck by the gravity that small efforts and simple decisions can carry, and how the things we choose to do - or not do - and the opportunities that we take or pass on can bear such great fruit, even from such tiny seeds. I took this invitation on a whim, invited Sara down from New Hampshire to join me on another, and a chance reconnect with Amber - via myspace of all places - clicked into place to fashion a weekend and a roadtrip that had the three of us reminiscing about our college days, singing along with old songs from those tumultuous times, and sharing laughs until the wee hours. A casual decision three years ago to polish up my Maxima and meet some fellow owners in an empty parking lot has led to many garage days, many (but not enough) sunny day drives, and a friendship with one of the most genuine, loyal guys i've ever known, who despite all he’s done for me was still (pleasantly) surprised and repeatedly appreciative that i would go so out of my way to help celebrate his life’s milestones. This weekend spent at my newest home-away-from-home i have been privileged, befriended, loved, and made welcome. This weekend - this Easter weekend - i have been blessed.
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My green Nissan Altima and i found the hotel, but check in isn't for an hour. So the starbucks locator found me a temporary home base in a nearby mall.
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