the sun is changing?
these are from a seattle trip jeff and i took last weekend.
there aren't many.
it doesn't even begin to sum up the fun we had, but you take what you can get, eh?
i assure you he's seventeen and not four.
a lot of people gave befuddled looks to us when they read this.
what would seattle be without an ominous rain cloud imminently hovering about?
jeff pointing at something. he also took this picture, which would attribute to it's overall crappiness.
rust covered car in rain.
they advertise color tv. zounds.
woman with an animal (possibly a ferrett) that was kind enough to pose for the camera.
really big.
again, this was pretty big.
over that weekend, we:
- drove to edmonds to pick up (and for me, meet) tiare
- accidentally went through seattle
- accidentally ending up on the other side of seattle (where jeff muttered a phrase that still makes me laugh)
- saw cursive
- met roxie and crew. proceeded to hang out with said people! (they were cool. trust me.)
- wandered around the center
- cruised on the freeway with the windows down and music blasting
- bought the tain, no kill no beep beep, x-polynation/book of flags, float on and the storms of early summer
- bought those first four at this fantastic record store called Easy Street
jeff really wanted to get a psychic reading. one of the psychics had a sign that said it only cost five dollars, but she wasn't there. of course, a bunch of jokes about clairvoyance and psychics in general followed. who could resist?
another psychic wanted $35 for a reading. the 'meeting' of her and her mysterious male friend was downright creepy and made me feel like i was going to be horribly maimed or something like that.
there was a hidden, random building labelled 'WELCOME TO MATRIX'. while jeff really wanted to go inside, i spoiled the fun by driving away. looking back, i wish i had gone in. oh well! i remember exactly where it is, i'll just have to randomly find my way to that building sometime.
when i came home from seattle, i became depressed blah blah blah no one wants to hear that part.
there aren't many.
it doesn't even begin to sum up the fun we had, but you take what you can get, eh?
i assure you he's seventeen and not four.
a lot of people gave befuddled looks to us when they read this.
what would seattle be without an ominous rain cloud imminently hovering about?
jeff pointing at something. he also took this picture, which would attribute to it's overall crappiness.
rust covered car in rain.
they advertise color tv. zounds.
woman with an animal (possibly a ferrett) that was kind enough to pose for the camera.
really big.
again, this was pretty big.
over that weekend, we:
- drove to edmonds to pick up (and for me, meet) tiare
- accidentally went through seattle
- accidentally ending up on the other side of seattle (where jeff muttered a phrase that still makes me laugh)
- saw cursive
- met roxie and crew. proceeded to hang out with said people! (they were cool. trust me.)
- wandered around the center
- cruised on the freeway with the windows down and music blasting
- bought the tain, no kill no beep beep, x-polynation/book of flags, float on and the storms of early summer
- bought those first four at this fantastic record store called Easy Street
jeff really wanted to get a psychic reading. one of the psychics had a sign that said it only cost five dollars, but she wasn't there. of course, a bunch of jokes about clairvoyance and psychics in general followed. who could resist?
another psychic wanted $35 for a reading. the 'meeting' of her and her mysterious male friend was downright creepy and made me feel like i was going to be horribly maimed or something like that.
there was a hidden, random building labelled 'WELCOME TO MATRIX'. while jeff really wanted to go inside, i spoiled the fun by driving away. looking back, i wish i had gone in. oh well! i remember exactly where it is, i'll just have to randomly find my way to that building sometime.
when i came home from seattle, i became depressed blah blah blah no one wants to hear that part.