One Reel is offering up a great pricing package for all three days of Bumbershoot. It's $75 for the entire weekend, but is it really a great deal to buy tickets for something you know nothing about? Are they desperate for tickets or just trying to get a jump on ticket sales?
Bumbershoot's Extra-Early Holiday Pricing: Vying for Attention or Hella Good Deal?
No Country for Old Potheads: Rick Steves' Iran
We just got this email from KCTS inviting us to stop in next Saturday, January 10, for a 3 p.m. sneak preview screening and discussion with Rick Steves about his new travel special, Rick Steves' Iran: Yesterday and Today.
Seattlest Pix: 08Dec07
We don't even know what to say about this one. It was just hanging out there in our Flickr pool, waiting to be posted. Cheers!
Get Out Sunday: The Academy Awards at the Bottleneck Lounge
It seems like it was just last week that we were gushing over the Bottleneck Lounge. Oh yeah, that was just last week. Well, we're talking about them again. In honor of the Gay Superbowl, the Central District bar is hosting a party:
Rock Stars Should Not Be Taking Our Sammich Orders
Lunch today, walked down to a nearby grocery/deli for the best sandwich in the world (Pike Place Special).
Get Out Tonight: John Osebold @ the Rendezvous
If you're awesome, you don't get SAD, we see. You get BOLD! Awesome's John Osebold [MySpace] is filled with the spirit of the season:
Hello! Happy December. I love this month. I wish I could give you all something this holiday season but I'm not very good with cards or throwing parties.So what he's doing is putting on a holiday show, featuring songs from his newest holiday album, Fly the December Skies, which includes guest vocals from Sean Nelson on "The Start and the End." (Follow the link for a free download, all 50MB!)
Seattle 33, St. Louis 6
This is the Seahawks recipe for success from now until they rebuild the offense: stifling defense, good special teams play, and an offense that capitalizes on turnovers and doesn't make mistakes.
Go Drink Beer This Weekend
#1 on our list of events for the weekend is the Elysian Pumpkin Beer Festival this Saturday up at the Capitol Hill location. There will be 13 different pumpkin beers on tap, including the GABF silver-medal-winning The Great Pumpkin Ale. Festivities begin at noon with the tapping of the Great Pumpkin at 4pm; a huge pumpkin in which a batch of Night Owl carried out its secondary fermentation. Yum.
Jambalaya 28, Seahawks 17
(This fall we are combining our love of the football and our dream of learning to cook. On Sunday morning, following a trip to a local farmer’s market/major supermarket chain, we will be preparing a meal from the city of the Seahawks opponent. Then at halftime we will throw our badly burned hands in the air and make hot dogs.)
Worst Football Weekend Ever
As we were ducking out of yet another Garfield blowout loss to Franklin, we joked to our friends, "What if the Huskies and Seahawks lose too! That would sure suck."
Blue Angels Brush-Back
The great thing about Switzerland -- we'll tie Seattle in shortly, hang on -- is that there's no convenience too small for the Swiss to consider. Everywhere you go, some Swiss person has already been there and added a neat little touch. Not that we don't show that consideration here in Seattle -- last night at the Hopvine we noticed they have little coat hooks just beneath the bar so you don't have to throw them over your barstool. Thoughtful, see. Could still use a foot rail, but one thing at a time.
Seattlest Interview: Cassandra Lanning of I Heart Rummage
First Thursday's nice and all, but we're also a fan of first Sunday -- that's when I Heart Rummage, Seattle's most famous urban craft show, takes center stage at the Crocodile. Do we get there as often as we'd like? No. Do we love it when we do go? Yes.
Speaking Tour: 4/30 - 5/6
BOOK CRUSH: Librarian Nancy Pearl´s latest book is Book Crush, a guide to books you loved when you were growing up. How does she know? Head over to the launch party and find out.
Local Nut Job Sez: TV's Conspiring to Show Less Slutty Cheerleaders
The strangest terrorist in the history of sports, television broadcasting, cheerleading, and terrorism is evidently operating out of Seattle. He or she alleges this conspiracy: that sports television producers are biased against sluttily-dressed cheerleaders.
The Long Winters, Full Of Themselves And That's Okay
Saturday night, a cool fifty degrees downtown. Parked on Western. Climbed the stairs to the market. Crossed the street at 1st & Pike. Something special in the air -- we could feel it.
Get Out
SNOW: Alpental got 4 inches at the base Saturday while we were up there, and the snow was light, with plenty of wind fill if you know how to seek out the good spots. We were jealous of our friends staying up in Lot 3, whose alarm clock this morning was the rumbling, gun-shot sounds of avalanche blasting.
Brownies Put Zags on Bubble
Special Gonzaga correspondent Sean O'Connor reports that the Zags will make the tournament.
Seattlest at Sundance: Final Cut Pro
In some ways, we wish we could experience Sundance every week, but on the other hand, we're pretty f-ing exhausted. So it's a good thing that this is our last day here. We've had a great time with both the movies and the festival-goers. We've had film discussions with strangers everywhere we went, we've argued with film critics, and we've interacted with some really remarkable people, including two Lauras from Portland, a Bermudan film festival programmer, and a wonderfully chatty fag from NYC. Normally, we hate people. We tend to avoid meeting new people (most of them suck), and we definitely aren't prone to striking up discussions with strangers. But at Sundance it's different. Film really can bring us all together.
Everyone Loves a Wikipedia Dustup
What are the people who edit the Seattle article on Wikipedia fighting about these days?
"I Almost Shit My Pants! I Almost Shit My Pants!"
Romo sign procured from Qwest Field by our roommate, who was at the game, sitting behind two Dallas fans. For some reason they didn't take their sign with them when they left.
Speaking Tour: 11/1 - 11/7
>>>Benaroya Hall, 7:30pm. Seattle Arts and Lectures brings prolific big shot and errant van survivor Stephen King by. Maybe you’ve heard of him? For the Constant Reader, it’s an event not to be missed. He'll talk about Lisey’s Story, his latest novel. Tickets $25 and $35. But, like many things in King’s Dark Tower world, they’ve already moved on.
Happy Birthday Denny Regrade!
Okay, Okay, so we cribbed basically this entire entry from Historylink --but only because it is such a great site. However, so that we don't feel too plagiarific, Seattlest has run the original essay through the the in the back of the office (right near the alley where we all go out to smoke). Needless to say, we cribbed all of the following photos from UW Special Collections Division's assortment of awesome digitized archival photographs.
Seattlest Trivia: Last Night's Quiz (10/24)
A record-setting 20 teams competed in Seattlest trivia at the Old Pequilar last night. The winning team scored 64.5 points (out of 80) and toook home $150. We'll post complete results this afternoon.
Paying Respects to The Departed
Given Martin Scorsese’s gritty, wise guy oeuvre and a mega-talented cast fronted by fellow AFI Lifetime Achievement Award winner Jack Nicholson, we just couldn’t miss Scorsese’s retelling of the 2002 Hong Kong flick Infernal Affairs. (See the ad in the top right corner of the page? Don’t those faces, those colors and that “R” promise profanity, violence, and maybe even some sex? Hey!) So last Friday night—yeah, we’re a bit behind—we beat the devil to Ballard’s Majestic Bay half an hour early for the eight o’clock show … to find a hundred other people had beat us there. Good for Warner Bros. accountants, bad for our necks.
Have you met The Man?
It’s probably been more than a year since we hauled our butts over the bridge for some Dixie’s BBQ, and we are thrilled to report that almost nothing has changed. We lived in Bellevue a very long time ago and used to line up at least once a week in the parking lot under the 405/520 interchange for a heaping helping of luscious, generously sauced, falling apart beef brisket barbecue served on a wonderfully inconsequential bun (perfect for absorbing sauce but completely flavorless on its own, just the way we think it should be). Gene Porter, owner and Master of Ceremonies, used to, and still does, walk up and down the line (unless you get there at 11 when they open, or it’s raining hard, there is always a very long, annoyingly slow line) yelling and mumbling incoherently and offering tastes of The Man, the most ridiculously hot sauce ever made by anyone, anywhere. You can tell the newbies by the fright in their eyes, and the way they avoid making eye contact with him. You can tell the real aficionados who stop him to chat (he’s actually a very nice guy) and to ask what the hell is taking so long.

