Tell him there's about a 1 in 6 chance he'll appear on Jeopardy! in the next couple of years. He'll obsessively check his phone messages the whole time. more ›

Study up on Jesus. more ›

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There was a time when every urban iPod listener had a choice to make regarding personal speakers. Do you use some pair of headphones from the 80s with the orange foam on them that you found in the spare electronics box in the garage to disguise your identity as an iPod owner? Or do you fly the snowy whites your iPod came with and announce your Apple Cool to everyone on the bus, and damn the mugging risks, this being Seattle after all. Or do you sport the giant cans because you absolutely need to squeeze as much sound performance as you can from a 128 kb-encoded MP3? The question has fallen moot as time, incessant television advertising and the near-ubiquity of iPods themselves have wrung the last vestiges of cachet out of the white cables. Just go with what ya got--Seattlest has a pair of these Sony earbuds that sound ok, but have this terrible cord configuration that was dreamed up by either a moron or a marketing guy hoping to horn in on Apple's headphone branding successes. more ›

One Saturday a few weeks ago, we went to the Rainier Beach library with Little Miss Seattlest. After picking out several books, we were making our way to the circulation desk when one of the librarians behind the public service desk spoke. more ›

Seattlest's house was broken into last week. The burglar absconded with our PowerBook, our D80, some watches, our wife's jewelry box (high sentimental value, low retail value), and our peace of mind. more ›

You may recall that Seattlest recently moved to Rainier Beach. more ›

When we first bought our house the "backyard" was a complete eyesore, replete with a tar-roofed carport next to a plot of head-high blackberry bushes held back by a sagging chain-link fence. We joked about renting goats to clear the whole thing, but in the end resorted to a backhoe. (And this past weekend, a mere 3 1/2 years after we moved in, we finally have a backyard, huzzah!). Apparently, we're not the only one who had that goat idea: Just 4 blocks down from our house, construction company Saltaire hired "Rent-A-Ruminant" to graze an entire quarter acre in just 48 hours. We wandered down the street and lo and behold, there were 60 goats (we could only see about 15 at a time, the rest were wandering up inside the blackberry bushes) munching away like a, well, 60-goat wrecking crew. We were joined by many neighbors, all of us slightly shaking our heads and laughing, just marveling at the sight of a pack of goats on a steep sidehill just steps away from an insanely busy intersection at Dearborn and Rainier. Slowly more and more kids arrived, squealing and pointing and petting (note to neighborhood associations: if you want to have a packed and lively block party, rent some goats). more ›

Unopened moving boxes. Furniture in temporary locations. No clue where the closest pizza, Thai, or Indian delivery places are. more ›

One of Seattlest’s best friends of the past 8 years, Jared Washines, died suddenly last Sunday from some kind of inexplicable seizure in his sleep. He was 32. more ›

Microsoft is attempting to yank the developing world into the age of Personal Computing and to that end they just announced $3 software bundles for developing nations. Windows XP Starter Edition and Office Home for $3, which is about $3 more than what we think developing nations currently pay for their software. more ›

Once the dust had subsided, after we'd sawed through a concrete wall and brushed the rat droppings from our heads that rained down on us as we demolished our basement bathroom, we began to find unusual things. Old toys stashed behind sheetrocked walls, left there to mourn their solitary confinement at the hands of a former owner who was too lazy or cheap to free them amidst the detritus of the dump. more ›

Shortly before our car exploded, we were looking for a new place to rent. After our car exploded, our apartment search took a back seat to car shopping. But in the last few weeks, once our new car was settled, we returned to scanning Craigslist and strolling through neighborhoods. After spending all of our time in Seattle living above the cut (Wallingford, Wedgwood), we were hoping to move to the Rainier Valley (better work commute)... more ›

WOMEN & MONEY: Personal finance expert and author, Suze Orman talks about the complicated and dysfunctional relationship that women have with money in her book, Women & Money: Owning the Power to Control Your Destiny. more ›

We vividly remember the first time we saw Brett Wolfe: in 1998, we were standing outside in a parking lot on Dexter, talking to someone on our cell phone. We stopped silent when we saw a guy with only one leg riding his bike up Dexter, and he was passing people like they were standing still. more ›

We were moderately aware and awake during the heyday of the riot grrrl movement. We dated, then married, and now have a family with a woman who would have been labeled a "grrrl" due to her politics and her taste in music and dress. Albeit, this was all in Boston, not Seattle. But how could Loh, who is paid to be a keen observer of our culture, get grrrls so wrong? Her take on it is not unlike our younger brother's in 1993: "Bunch-uh-dykes." more ›

Because our last car threw itself a Viking funeral while we were driving it, we're clearing some space on our new dashboard for St. Barbara. "O Beautiful Maiden once imprisoned in a high tower, protect us from the fire that rages in our engine." more ›

No, we still don't know what caused our 2003 Passat to burn up a couple of weeks ago. Our insurance company, Liberty Mutual, hired an independent investigator to look at the car (they were careful to mention that they don't suspect us of torching it). more ›

A friend of ours just told us a little story today about how her Marine boyfriend, recently back from a tour of duty in Iraq, tried to break up a drunken fight a couple months ago outside the Jack in the Box at Broadway and Denny. Our soldier in question was out late one night with a drunken friend, who decided that what he needed most out of life was the thrill of throwing orange traffic cones in to the street, and then inevitably one of these hit a passing car. The offended driver jumped out to kick some ass, but the man's obesity handicapped his ass-kicking abilities and soon the lard-ass found himself on the ground under the fists of the drunken cone-thrower, who managed to successfully rip the fat bastard's shirt off. Our Marine -- unscathed from his deployment to the Middle East -- intervened to break up the fight, only to have the fat man's girlfriend jump out of the car and punch him in the face, slicing the flesh around his eye with her ring. If surviving the Sunni/Shiite conflict gives one a justified sense of confidence bordering on invulnerability, then take heed: Don't fuck with porked-out pears while in such close proximity to the hallowed grounds of Jack in the Box, for they are the protected chosen people enjoying magical defenses near their promised land. more ›

Two nights ago, we were frantically hunting for our Nano. We played the "last time we saw it" game, as it is usually tucked safely in our purse and had apparently gone AWOL. Let's see--we listened to it riding the bus on Thursday, didn't use it Friday...Thursday night we went mountain biking but were chatting with folks at the beginning of the ride, so we put it in the pocket of our bike shorts. Our bike shorts. Which Mr. Seattlest was kind enough to wash for us on Friday. more ›

We were planning to write some posts this week on Pair (we love it) and Columbia City (we really love it). But then our car burned up, so we thought we'd put that at the head of the line. more ›

We're following James' lead, as we're finally ready to invest in a digital SLR camera (shockingly, we've got some cash burning a hole in our pocket). We plan to use it for more outdoors/nature shots, plus capturing all the nonsense our friends and family get into on bikes, boards, and boats. more ›

We're thinking about moving. more ›

We checked the tidal charts--nope, nothing crazy there. Any tsunami warnings for last night after that earthquake in Hawaii? Nada on that front as well. more ›

Steve Wozniak hit Seattle like a whirlwind, gracing the Chamber of Commerce, RealNetworks, and more for a total of an alleged 8 speaking appearances on Friday. The last of those was at the University of Washington, where Woz dazzled a full house of eager acolytes. more ›

This summer, many people I know were injured mountain biking. The list goes: two broken arms (both required surgery), one broken ankle (another surgery), one severely dislocated shoulder (you guessed it, another surgery), two torn ACLs (yes yes, surgery for both), one concussion (hooray, no surgery!), and one broken hand. All but one of those injuries happened at Whistler. And yours truly was the last in that list. more ›

Consider two of the "ten most emailed" articles from yesterday's (registration required): more ›

Seattlest is horribly distracted right now. Not only is our site acting a wee bit like Tom Cruise on Oprah’s couch (sorry about the paucity of posts, and comments may be down for a little while), but we’re getting married in a few weeks. OK, not all of Seattlest is, just this contributor and well, our esteemed editor Dan (huzzah!). But not to each other. Really. But we digress. more ›

A 2003 Passat GLS wagon. It's anthracite blue, with black leather seats and automatic transmission. more ›

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. more ›