Jazz Hands!


or “More random blackberry pictures”. ‘Cos I know you guys live for that kind of thing…




(Dell 1710 printer left in photo for scale)
I stopped at the Pike Place Market this morning to pick up some flowers as a thank you for my friend Livia. This is one of the few things that I really love about the market - the ability to get off a bus at 8:30 in the morning, walk a block down hill, hand $15 to someone who’s head you can almost see behind the wall of flowers, walk out with a bouquet of flowers you can barely see around, walk back up the block you just walked down, and be on the next bus heading up the street. I wasn’t even late for work. Go me.

And? For the TOTALLY random shot - Critterboy and I were heading to… the opera? probably. Something. At any rate. We were parked on the ferry behind a Scion xB, that had, on the entire back of it, for reasons we absolutely couldn’t fathom, THIS:




Yes. We had Ronald giving us the old jazz hands! over the hood of the truck all the way to Seattle. It was a VERY long ride.

Clowns are scary, people. Don’t do that to your fellow commuters!



Still giggling


You know it’s going to be an amusing conversation when it’s with this guy and it starts “so there’s this big goth event in Arkansas…”

(and yeah, he always looks exactly like that)

(and yeah, I swear I have Genuine Knitting Content[tm] to share, I just need to plug in my camera and download the pics. this weekend, maybe.)