Results tagged “photos”

• Schmudget analyzes the 2009-2011 House budget and compares it to the Senate's, released yesterday.
• MyBallard is concerned about tents on Shilshole and stolen trees.
• The Troll got tagged! Fremont Universe reports, and they have photos.

• Capitol Hill Seattle has a retrospective on the Kyle Huff murders from three years ago.
• Seattle 911 reports on a guy who shot at toll booths down in Gig Harbor...with a slingshot. That's so mature, man.
• Spring is here, on Beacon Hill at least! Beacon Hill Blog has photos to prove it.

• Seattle Metblogs sent Josh over to The Croc for last night's Soundcheck, and true to form, he brought back a report and some photos. Jealous!
• Mmm, fry bread. And mmm, justice! West Seattle Blog gives ups to the Duwamish tribal "Fry Bread For Justice" event happening this weekend.
• Andrew over at Seattle Transit Blog speaks up in support of the federally funded overpass between Microsoft's campus sections.

• Big Blog won points with a post about The Bachelor's ex-wife and her YouTubed guest spot as a groupie on local band Out From Underneath's Seattle-heavy music video. Onwards and upwards, Gas Works Park.
• The blog formerly known as bigasscity is quoting none other than ZZ Top while crunching the numbers about Metro's projected budget shortfall and how much money the city could have saved by rejecting the bored tunnel viaduct replacement option.
• Cliff Mass thinks it's "pretty definite": we're looking at more snow, probably on Sunday. Actually, that works well with our schedule. How kind of the gods to check with Seattlest HQ's Google Calendar before sending the cold front!

After one snow and before the next:

We spent all morning tromping around Capitol Hill this Sunday. Then it started snowing really hard so we called it a day. But we'd traversed from St. Mark's to the north down to Madison, and from 19th Avenue East to I-5. So we were in dire need of hot chocolate anyway.

        

This is why we love living on Capitol Hill: Around ten o'clock last night, after being snowbound for most of the day and itching with cabin fever, we ventured out, following the sound of loud voices, and found a spontaneous snow party at the intersection of Denny Way and Bellevue Avenue East, where the steep, icy slope leading down to the closed overpass had turned into an awesome sledding slope.

      

Still a little shaken by the charter bus collision yesterday that almost sent one (if not both) buses full of Job Corps kids plummeting 30 feet onto I-5, we walked back down to the scene, East Thomas Street and Melrose, this morning. The buses had been towed away last night. The west end of East Thomas was vigorously sanded to give the trucks traction, and a temporary guardrail installed. Thank god for the days of plentiful rebar.

     

You kinda wish this guy in sneakers, skating down Denny, would fall on his ass. But he doesn't. And you respect him. All over the city today, people were falling on their asses and making the "ow" face.

           

Photos from December 17-18, 2009.

This looks like a zombie lurching across a rural alfalfa field, but the picture's title--"Donna of the Foggy Beach"--lets us know that that is not a farm, but the beach, and not a zombie, but a Donna. Thank you, Taylor Hain, for getting this shot and adding it to the Flickr Pool.

Seattlest has a thing for seagulls. Not that kind of thing. Gross! We shared a very important moment with a seagull once, and it kind of saved our life. Okay, we know that sounds dirty, too. Whatever. Happy Sunday, y'all. Here's a pretty bird from our Flickr pool.

There was a happy commotion on the real Capitol Hill last night at Broadway and Pike. Naturally it involved Journey. (Thanks to Todd for posting the great video above on YouTube. How about an aerial view, you ask?) Over on the other side of the country, DC got down, too. New York took pictures of itself, Chicago understandably took more, Los Angeles was ready for a close-up, Philly got it on video, San Francisco--well of course San Francisco partied, even Toronto celebrated, while London livebloggged.

       

Seattlest Abbey and Seattlest Katelyn, inspired by this Culinary Sherpa entry, combined resources last night to create and consume Eyeball-Tinis. You too can create this crafty, creepy, delicious beverage! For more detailed martini instructions, check Culinary Sherpa.

Graffiti Rock looks like this and like this:

The caption to this shot on Flickr notes the entire fallen branch reaches across the water's expanse, holding itself no more than six inches above the water, except for one little nob at the end that barely tickles the surface. We're always amazed at the beauty and magic of nature. You can find more beautiful shots of our natural habitat today and everyday in the ever-amazing Seattlest Flickr Pool. Come take a looksie sometime, would you?

SYNTHS, BLEEPS, AND BLIPS: Naw, we're not talking about party politics. We're talking about the bright, accessible electronica of Ratatat, and about how you should have bought tickets months ago for their sold-out concert tonight. Ratatat's eponymous debut and their '06 release Classics get regular and beloved play in Seattlest's living room; we haven't heard LP3, but it's probably just as perfect to put on if you want to dance a little while you make dinner. If you have tickets already, enjoy the show; if you don't, go see Hellboy II: The Golden Army somewhere instead. You can listen to Ratatat online later.

The Clallam County Sheriff has released the above photo of the shoe and sock found on an area beach Saturday morning. Remains found in the shoe were confirmed to be human, but who they came from is still unknown. If you do happen to know a guy who wore size 11 Everest hiking shoes just like this one and you haven't heard from them in a long while, you may want to contact the Clallam County police.

"WTOpolice_1" by Seattlest Flickr Pool contributor ntisocl. Daaang, he got right in there. Thanks!

Twelve local teenagers, who were posing for a religious youth group photo in Buckley, WA, were injured when the deck they were posing on collapsed. Nine of the teenagers, ages 14 to 18, were taken to the hospital but only suffered minor injuries.

If you go, go for Suzanne Bouchard's outstanding performance as a feral alcoholic widow. You won't see better acting in Seattle. (Also, thanks to design team Michael Ganio, Frances Kenny, York Kennedy, and Christopher Walker, the sights and sounds of a Texas summer day have never seemed so real to us.)

Do dancers hibernate in winter? There's an explosion of dance activity coming up as January draws to a close. Had we but world enough and time, we'd go to all these shows, but time's chariot won't permit us to make up all the stops. Here's the wealth you have to choose from:

Nature vs. Man by smastrong, a trippy little image found in our groovy Seattlest Flickr Pool. You should totally join.

Dammit, neither were we. For opening day, Mr. Seattlest got up in the wee hours and was in lot 2 about 30 minutes before the lift opened, ending up about 20th in line. The guys waiting for first chair up front were drinking PBR tall boys and said (and acted like) they'd been there since about 7am. With a base of about 51", it was an excellent start. Snow was a bit heavy, and chair 2 never opened (as far as we know), but the second it does there's gonna be a full-on Chinese Downhill on 'Nash.

While there is plenty of good beer in Seattle to keep us busy, it is always nice to head out of town to visit some of the brewpubs spread around the Pacific Northwest. We try and do a trip as often as we can, which usually turns out to be one trip every three months or so.

Clubs aren't taverns; they don't grow finer with age. It's better to have a steady, sustainable turnaround of clubs and venues. It helps keep the music scene itself from stagnating and compartmentalizing.There's nothing more depressing than a club reaching mythic "legendary" status with 45-year-old, original patrons -- trying to relive old memories -- throwing lecherous glances at the 16-year-old noobs who go there because it's the cool place to be.The best thing that can happen for a club is to close before it gets tired and becomes a caricature of itself. Clubs best live on in the slightly hazy, alcoholic fog of memories of past patrons.