This gorgeous photo makes us want to take the rest of the week off and head for the coast.
Seattlest Pix: 08Jul22
No Wi-Fi for you, Bremerton
We knew Bremerton residents were the step-chilins of the Washington State Ferry System, but now that wireless access for the 55-minute run has been delayed again we're starting to suspect a conspiracy. Bainbridge has been happily browsing away on their 30-minute jog since like the mid-nineties or something, but can Bremerton catch any of that wifi gold? Hell no. At least not until July at the earliest. Of course, the Rich Passage is the official culprit according to Parsons which has the contract to provide wireless internet to Washington ferries.
One Of Our Pacific Silver Furs Is Missing
Thanks to an act of federal overreaching outraging Wiccans and Druidic Orders everywhere, the State of Washington has coughed up a 65-foot Christmas Tree for the U.S. Capitol Building in the other Washington. You might think it's funny that the federal government has made off with our tree, but how about this: child labor was part of the deal. It's "decorated with 10,000 lights and 3,000 ornaments handmade by schoolchildren." They really have no shame, do they?
Ours Is Bigger Than Yours
The party's filling up again as people start trickling back from group bathroom trips, the basement, the alley and other darker recesses. It's loud and crowded and suddenly taking a nosedive into that territory. One of those types of parties. Something's going on in the kitchen. Get in here. Washington opens its buckle, unbuttons its fly and lays it on the table. That's right. 668 inches. Circumference, bitch.
The Barn Is Alive with the Sound of Music
Perhaps Seattlest is overstating things when we say that most people, when they think of classical music, think of stuffy concert halls, people dressed like penguins, and paying a lot of money for an uncomfortable nap. Of course, we say this only when we feel especially pessimistic about people's perceptions of classical music.
The Egg and You
, published in the mid-twentieth century, tells the tale of her decision, along with her husband, to quit their suburban Seattle lives and rough it on a farm out on the Olympic Peninsula. We love the book because it's real, and funny, and because the lust for a simpler life (and the realization, as David Lee Roth once said, that "the simple life ain't so simple") hasn't changed to this day. We also love it because it's fun to read about Seattle back when Laurelhurst was the suburbs and the Peninsula was impossibly remote.

