Monday, July 30, 2012
The Brand-New Target!
There it is! It opened only yesterday at 2nd & Pike and it's very gleamy. Everything kind of sparkles. Although they call it a small store, it's got like three very gigantic floors to it. I investigated two of them. Yeah, it's pretty huge. Hopefully, it will work out in that location. Nothing else has. I really loved the theaters that were there once upon a time. But they're long gone. I saw one of the Bill and Ted movies there. Anyhow, enough about nostalgia. I might be able to do all my Christmas shopping without leaving downtown now. I'm not really counting on that, but that will always be the dream. So let's wish this Target the best of luck.
Oh, and I thought this sign was either in completely bad English or there was this glaring typo that only I could detect, but I realize now that both are incorrect; it's merely awkward English.
See what I mean? There are much better ways to say this.
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Your Sunday Squirrel
It finally happened! I found a squirrel at Denny Park who wanted to be photographed! And it was today! Here he is:
OK, so I'm very glad this fellow showed up. I was beginning to think that all the nearby construction and park improvements were driving the current occupants insane. But this squirrel seemed sane enough. Anyhow, enjoy.
The Torchlight Parade
Argh. You know, every year I look forward to this. And nearly every year, it's spectacular and wonderful. Not this year. Due to some major pacing problems, it really sucked. I mean, the first guys (the SPD motorcycle drill team) came through and everything stopped - for nearly 20 minutes. Then everybody lurched forward and stopped again - for 15 minutes. It got so dull that I went to the Rite Aid and bought some wine without missing a single thing. Even when it got underway, there were still some weird stoppages. I was holding out for the dragon.
OK, there were some good balloons:
And the Leavenworth float was nice (note the lederhosen):
As was the float from Sequim:
Finally, after an hour and a half (most of which was spent waiting for stuff to happen), the dragon showed up:
And then I left.
From the sound of it, the parade went on for at least another hour. But honestly, in all my years of watching (and marching in) the parade, this was the worst. If you saw it, you know what I mean.
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Your Sunday Squirrel
In my many visits to Denny Park this week, I saw a squirrel twice. I'm pretty sure it was the same squirrel, as it was pretty tiny. Small squirrels ignore you till it's time to run up a tree. The one I saw today - after I caught the latest Batman movie - actually took a peanut from me and then scampered away. I really wish the big squirrels were around to let the little ones know that they don't have to be afraid of me.
OK, so the quest continues for photos.
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Your Sunday Squirrel
Seriously, this squirrel drought is a bit troubling. I've seen one squirrel all week. Man, there are, like, tons of bums in Denny Park just bein' bummy and such, but very, very few squirrels. As usual, I'm hoping that the bums haven't eaten all the squirrels, because that would be sad and horrible. Believe it or not this is a squirrel from quite a while ago. He's now living in a tree in Oregon. I know because he sent me a postcard not long ago. That is the truth. Enjoy.
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Your Sunday Squirrel
It was yet another terrible week for squirrels. I went to Denny Park a bunch of times and saw two. And one of those was too small and skittish to realize that I had a delicious, delicious peanut for him. The fellow in the picture is from a while ago. As you can see, the grass is in very nice focus, but the squirrel himself is not. But there is a lovely little flower in the background, so I guess that makes up for something. I can't explain this lack of focusing power in any way, except that I probably need a new camera. That would likely solve a number of problems. But it won't make more squirrels appear at Denny Park. And this is my main problem.
Friday, July 6, 2012
An Edmonds Kind of 4th
OK, so I'm pretty sure that everyone's aware that the 4th of July occurred this week. Me, I upheld the Great Tradition. Each year, I visit my old hometown of Edmonds and watch their parade. Sometimes friends show up to watch it with me and sometimes, like this year, I watch it all by my lonesome. I have no problem with that. The thing about the parade is that it never seems to get any better - although some years are weirder than others. This seemed to be a weirder year.
It all started very much on time with the Edmonds Police motorcycle "drill" team:
Yep, real exciting. Then along cam some fire trucks:
Old guys with flags and jeeps:
And younger guys with humvees:
They were nice enough to take the machine guns off for the parade.
OK, so now we're into the meaty center of this thing. We get the grand marshall - a local woman who competed in the Iditarod. No, she didn't win, but she did finish:
Hey, I've finished lots of things. Where's my parade?
Next came the mayor of Edmonds, walking like a common ostrich:
My old semi-alma mater (I went to Woodway, not Edmonds-Woodway, I'll have you know) interfered with these band-kids' summer vacation:
As you can see, they were preceded by clowns - the world's least funny clowns. Not alarming, not scary, just not funny.
OK, this is where things got slightly bizarre. Each year, the chamber of commerce fields the same ferry float. Sometimes in the past, it's gone through twice. This year, for reasons they didn't explain, it had an Elvis impersonator on it:
He was actually pretty good. Following that came the Star Wars geeks. These guys are great, but I have to say that their Darth Vader was kind of really fat:
There was even a slave-Leia, but she was un-fine, so I'll spare you.
Here's the Coast Guard Auxiliary:
In the past, I think I've described these guys as the sixth line of defense against an invasion from Canada. I stand by that statement. Of course, the seventh line of defense is the Star Wars geeks and the eighth? Why, these cub scouts:
And of course, folks, nothing says independence from the British more than bagpipes:
They were pretty good. The Lynnwood non-marching band was back for a return engagement:
They just sat on the truck and played. Well, good for them.
Oh, the Sons of Norway were also there with their fake longboat:
Then came people dressed as superheroes, including the world's worst Spider Man:
And then there was this guy dressed as a raccoon:
And then this truck:
And then it was done. It lasted only an hour. In the past, it has clocked in at twice that. Well, I have to say that the announcer-guy is just terrible. His delivery is awful; he makes all kinds of mistakes, misreads thing and forges ahead like nothing happened, even though everything that he's just said makes almost no sense. On top of that, he's got zero energy - he just sounds like some old guy and zero charisma. Honestly, the guy who used to announce was way better. Sure, he was cheesy and he called everything featured in the paarade a "unit," but at least he knew how to work the crowd.
Anyhow, that was the Edmonds 4th of July Parade for this year.
P.S. Please pardon the terrible formatting. Blogger has made some changes that have turned my blog into an amateurish mess. I actually dread making posts these days because there nothing I do seems to work, so I just hate Blogger at the moment.
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Your Sunday Squirrel
I'm a bit worried. I saw a squirrel for the first time in a week and all he did was run up a tree. This is of course an old picture. When I took it, many squirrels were out that morning, being squirrels and whatnot. I wish that was every time I was in Denny Park, yet it is not. These days they are quite scarce.
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