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Monthly Archives: April 2004

Meming

You seize the more near book. You open the book in page 23. It finds the fifth proposal. You post the text of proposal in your magazine with these directives.

Signs

Pictures of signs, defaced and refaced…

The Bald Man

In this week’s Stranger, Amy Jenniges briefly ponders a recent spate of “The Bald Man is watching you” tags in Ballard. Jenniges (aka Mrs. Dan Savage) concludes, “The only hint we do have: Ballard is Middle English for ‘bald head.’” Interesting. The Bald Man has been all over Seattle’s lamp posts, dumpsters, and newspaper boxes [...]

Is Not Chicago

I was 19 when I flew for the first time – July 31, 1995. It was out of Seattle, with a connecting flight through Chicago. It doesn’t matter where I was going because in the end I wouldn’t really get there. I would be riding a Metro bus back to downtown Seattle before the following day was over…

Package

Here are a few more photos, all taken yesterday.

Good

A cashier whispers silent calculations to herself as she counts change into her cash drawer. She looks straight ahead, at a point past my right shoulder. She finishes counting and focuses on me. Her eyes are the same color as her dress. She’s enthusiastic about everything I say to her. I give all the right [...]

Getting to Discovery Park

One time, five or six years ago, Scott and I headed out to Discovery Park on his motorcycle. We were rolling down the hill into Ballard when we realized that neither of us knew where the park was. There was a group of people milling around on a lawn up ahead, so we pulled over [...]

Graven Images

The Fremont Lenin had a sort of crown of thorns and a new decoration for his hat this weekend…

Photos from Yesterday

Photos of trees, sky, and a photo shoot.

Crime Doesn’t Pay

After an afternoon spent shuffling through tax papers, leaving forms behind at copy shops, and getting stuck in traffic. I decided to unwindwith a cup of tea at Bauhaus. It’s such a nice day. Just as I walked inside, there was a quick motion in my peripheral vision. A woman shouted, “Get him! He took [...]