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The Emerald City ComiCon is this weekend (!!), so graphic novel and comic book enthusiasts of all stripes will be gathering at the Convention Center downtown to celebrate their passion. The Times just leaked that an intriguing announcement will be made there this weekend: the son of the man who arrested the Green River Killer is working on a 120-page graphic novelization of the dramatic story to be published by Dark Horse Comics sometime next year. The Pacific Northwest has a dark fascination with the saga, so we won't be surprised if it sells well. Still...weird.

Today Seattlest welcomes our new sports correspondent to the fold. Drew Milam is a longtime Seattle resident who recently returned to the Emerald City after some time in the Bay Area, and claims to be super tight with fellow Santa Clara alum Steve Nash, Brandi Chastain and NFL referee Mike Carey. No word on if he got the gig because he is a Hillary supporter (pleasing Editor Kim) and a Garfield alum (pleasing Seattlest David).

Wild speculation surrounding the possibility of Radiohead playing somewhere in Washington sometime in the next year has got us pissing ourselves with excitement. The P-I A P-I reader blog called Ear Candy** thinks they might headline the Sasquatch Festival at the end of May with REM and The Cure but our sources are suggesting the band will embark on a West Coast run after their European summer tour ends. As of right now, the only guaranteed U.S. shows are a handful of random gigs in the South--kicking off in West Palm Beach, Florida, on Cinco De Mayo of all times and places. After all, nothing pairs quite like cheap tequila and sophisticated Brit rock.

Poor John Vanderslice.

Real estate search engine Rotten Neighbor promises to help you "find bad neighbors before you move." What evils have users uncovered behind the closed doors of the Emerald City?

National soccer correspondent Jason McDonald covered Saturday's Sounders home opener for Seattlest

What are the people who edit the Seattle article on Wikipedia fighting about these days?

NE 52nd Street, University District, Seattle

No, not "Say WA." Popular opinion seems to be split, but we firmly believe that "Say WA" was better than "metronatural," just like Carmen Electra is a better actress than Paris Hilton.

Every time someone comes to visit Seattlest from our pre-Emerald City life there's a moment when the two of us arrive at a crosswalk and Seattlest pulls up in strict abeyance of law and social conditioning and our friend charges through the light, only to recognize sometime halfway down the next block that we're still waiting for the white walking guy signal. When we catch up we explain the situation: Pedestrians obey the traffic signals here. In return, drivers generally slam on the brakes for anyone on foot who looks like they have even the vaguest idea of crossing the street. It takes a little getting used to, but it generally works. Everyone smiles and nods during our little spiel and then they leave and tell the world about how weird we are. "He changed, man."

"The more the merrier."

The big drama on Project Runway this week was Jude Law getting thrown off the show for having contraband in his room at the PR compound and we have to say that it was more than a little disappointing how quietly he went into that good night. Can you imagine past villians getting thrown off the show for having fashion books in their room? Santino would have popped a neck vein and whipped Gunn with it until he repeated, "whatever happend to Andre" ad infinitum, but Jude just sat and took it. And left.

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

Sometimes you need to clean yourself up, get serious, and move in with daddy for a few months before you head to Latin America for a new gig. The District bids Jenna Bush adios. D.C.-based television shows have an elderly audience and DCist has Butterstick the panda bear a birthday bash.

Last night, Seattlest came in a humbling-but-deserved third in our regular trivia contest at the Old Pequliar. Ten teams were playing, so we won $10 (double our entry fee), but the first-place team raked in $70. Seattlest is there most Tuesday nights, so if you've ever got an urge to give us a run for our money, show up by 8:00.

The city of Renton, which radiates out from the south end of Lake Washington east toward the Cascade foothills, is "eager to shed its blue-collar reputation," according to the Seattle Times.

Seattlest is going to expand its scope a bit. We've already taken on the task of mentioning events in Portland every now and then, but rather than making it an occasional thing, we're formalizing that arrangement. We love it here in the Emerald City, but if you've got to get away, we'll help you out with a destination, something that you just can't get here. We won't keep this exclusive to Portland, but we will try to keep it under a 6 hour drive.

Thinking of the Red Bull Music Academy still puts a smile on Seattlest's face. While almost overwhelming with the amount of talent that came through, the fact that all of that great music came through Seattle is still mindblowing. The event left an impact on the scene too, with some people deciding to move to the area, and others ensuring that their tour plans bring them back through the Emerald City.

There is a film by which the love all Seattleites have for the Emerald City can be measured. Can you stomach the whole movie; Meg Ryan, Tom Hanks and a cute kid for 105 minutes? Doubtful. But how long will you watch this TBS mainstay while waiting for the scene where he rows a boat from Lake Union to Alki or just one more shot of The Houseboat's exterior? Five minutes? One commercial break? Two? Up until the movie moves to Manhattan? That's very near the end and your iron constitution and love for the city far exceeds Seattlest's.

Seattlest has never been in Stand By Me. If we were corralled by a prepubescent hiking companion and asked what one food we'd want to eat for the rest of our lives, it would not be cherry flavor Pez. Nope. We'd pick smoothies.

Obviously the streets of the Emerald City will be empty between 1-5pm on Saturday, when the Seahawks play, but what are people doing the rest of the weekend?

Some may call it the Rainy City, the Emerald City, or the Jet City, but around here, we call it like we see it: Seattle is the Coffee Capitol. To say that Seattlites love their lattes is a gross understatement. Without coffee, it’s unlikely that much would happen in this rainy, emerald city, and there would undoubtedly be fewer jets. But while much has been said of our noble brew, less has been noted of its companions, the muffins, scones, donuts, buns, bagels, breads, and biscotti that accompany it down the gullet. Next to every great cup of coffee belongs a great pastry, and Seattlest aims to deliver.

Hmm...now where have we seen this before? Meredith goes to Joe's bar (Joe!). Meredith meets man. Meredith takes man home and ravishes him for supposed one-night stand only to be faced with him again the following morning. Oh, that's right: The very first episode. But fear not, viewers, those highly original and not at all trite and/or metaphorically-leaning writers have not yet begun to recycle storylines. They have, however, decided it was about time for the Seattle Grace docs to do a little dance, make a little love and get down tonight. Well, get down, but also up...so to speak.

When this week began, wrestler Eddie Guerrero and TV pioneer Ralph Edwards were both alive. No one outside Steel Country had heard of Rep. John Murtha, and Bob Woodward still had credibility. Next week is really only three days, so probably nothing will happen. Thus, we at Seattlest intend to enjoy ourselves over the weekend.

Gotham. Motown. The Big Easy. The Windy City. The City of Angels… The Emerald City?

What a treat this week's episode was, hmm? Chalk full of little easter eggs for us Pacific Northwesters. Plus, the triumphant return of Joe ! And mocha lattes! Special appearances by Mamas Grey and Yang! Lake Washington aerial view! And, Seattle Grace Hospital continues to single-handedly be responsible for the whole of Seattle Magazine's circulation.

It is a dark, ugly secret, but not all of Seattlest hails from our glowing Emerald City. Aye children, tis true. Please don't shun us. This weekend, the Seattlest contingent originally from Utah, all one of us, returns to the motherland.

Seattle summers are a time for frolicking and play, while the gray winters here are well-suited for quiet reflection. The transition is an all too quick one, since the Seattle autumn lasts all of a month, more of a switch than a season. This weekend is a good time to bid farewell to blue skies and welcome the fall by helping out the less fortunate before beginning your winter hermitage.

Who needs Hollywood? The superstars are flocking to the Emerald City. Jane Fonda was just at Seattle Costco hawking her autiobiography, and now Goldie Hawn showing a touch more class, is coming to Third Place Books in Lake Forest Park on Saturday, May 14, at 6 pm.

Seattlest Revolution marches ever onward, growing in strength and numbers. Today's new recruit is Kate of Accidental Hedonist fame who'll be issuing orders to our taste buds from here out. Actually, we've hypnotised her into the belief that posting on Seattlest isn't beneath her, so here's hoping she takes a while to come to. While Seattlest plans to serve up enough Kate to keep your belly round, there's always seconds at her site so make sure you check it out as well. Welcome to Seattlest, Kate!