July in Seattle Sucked

Any day now Seattle will catch a break. I mean we are owed one.

It's been a rough couple of months here in the Emerald City, and now that the shit stain of a month that was July is coming to an end, maybe with it so will our run of heart breaking news.

Just how depressing has it been around here? So bad that the local papers haven't been able to blare the depressing world news on the front page because they have been focusing on who can't marry who, who is moving to Oklahoma, who got stabbed in the neck, who got shot in the woods, who got shot at work, and why some kids got shot for inviting someone to a party.

We're beginning to think that Louie Armstrong had no idea what the f-bomb he was talking about.

We believe it was King Solomon, or possibly Abraham Lincoln, no wait, it was Paul Giamatti's bellhop character in My Best Friend's Wedding, who said, "This too shall pass." We mean it has to, right?

Maybe along the way we'll get some serious karmic payback.

Maybe we'll get one of those long glorious late summers and early falls, maybe everyone will wake up with the knowledge of how to use a four way stop, maybe Mayor Nickels will realize that cracking down on everything fun in the city is a colossally bad idea, maybe the City Council will pull their heads out of their assholes long enough make a decision on the viaduct, maybe the Mariners will stumble into the playoffs. Maybe.

We just hope maybe happens soon.