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The air smelled fantastic when we got off the Waterfront bus line at its northernmost stop yesterday. It was muddy, salty, with notes of decomposition and extreme biological activity. Low tide. Near-record low tide, and what would be described as a stench if it were in your house, for example, was overpowering and fantastic along the waterfront.

Seriously, some of you are going to have to pick up the slack, because Seattlest only runs for frisbees and buses, and often not even for the latter. There will be another in ten minutes, right? We don't know much about the running world, except that people tend to develop favorite routes. Maybe you share them with friends or fellow runners, but it goes kinda like "OK, so after a couple blocks you'll see this big-ass tree--it's pink in April but by now probably just sort of green--and turn right there. Then go left after that VW bus that has been parked on the corner for the past two years..."

This Saturday offers at least three ways to make a difference in Seattle, or at least look like you care whilst furthering your own selfish interests.

This Eagle is going to be a Flickr hit.

No thanks to the Seattle Art Museum or their contractor, Sellen Construction, for making it easy to attend Hempfest this weekend. Their obstinacy in complying with terms of a Parks Department permit wasn't resolved until midweek.

Once upon a 1998 the Real World was filmed in Seattle and the cast lived on one of the piers down by Myrtle Edwards. They were probably going for a houseboat feel but couldn't find or build anything large enough to contain the cast along with the cameras and equipment it takes to make the World Real. It probably worked in favor of the show because whenever you're trying to brainwash someone it's best to isolate them from anyone who's not a part of your message and no one lived down there in 1998. Ah, a reality TV producer's wet dream: Eight young adults living drunken and alone near an urban center..

As Seattlest trudged to work today we saw two items of note discarded on the sidewalk. The first was a baby's pacifier. The second was the grown up version of a baby's pacifier: a bag of pot. Don't people usually have those little strings to tether pacifiers to babies so that they don't get dropped? Maybe potheads need those as well. You can clip your stash right to your sleeve and in a pinch you've got a roach clip.

Forget the hydroplanes at Seafair...we love us some tugboat races, and they're happening tomorrow.

It looks like we can celebrate some resolution on the waterfront trolley issue today. Gov. Gregoire, speaking at a press conference this morning, surprised administrators and reporters alike with a sweeping plan to preserve the streetcar that has been threatend by plans for a sculpture park and the impending razing of the viaduct.

Seattlest's head just exploded. We've been covering the undecided fate of the waterfront trolley for a couple of weeks now, but today's front-page article in the P-I sealed it: everyone's crazy, no one talks to each other, and you might as well just buy a Lionel train set if you're into trolleys.

The Port of Seattle today offered land for a new trolley barn to be built about a mile north of the current, endangered-by-the-sculpture-park trolley barn, on Port-owned land near the Grain Terminal. The Port has also offered to lay the trolley track, but they won't pay to build the barn. You can read the full press release here. And you can read a press release from Ron Sims, who likes the idea, here.

Seattle's preferred method of total annihilation has always been the earthquake, with an eruption of Mt. Rainier running a close second. Possibly both at the same time. But after Asia's tragedy at the end of last year, tidal waves are on everyone's mind. Think a tsunami wouldn't be able to navigate the Sound and find its way into Elliot Bay? Think again.

My daily downtown waterfront run takes me past the ticky-tack piers and the trolley garage into lovely Myrtle Edwards Park. Who was Myrtle Edwards and how can I thank her?