Oh Noes! Fludd!!1!

You'd think that after an entire day of torrential rains, there would be a lot more puddling, but this spot at 2nd & Battery is always like this. Otherwise, everything everywhere is clear. Imagine that! Still, if you're going outside today, you're gonna get wet.

How Nice Is It?

This nice:

Also, this nice:

How warm is it? That warm:

Enjoy it while you can.

High Winds or Strong Drunks?

Another day, another wind storm. That's the way it's been around here lately. And just a few days ago I was saying how Belltown never loses trees when it storms. I might have spoken too soon. As I was walking downt he street yesterday, I saw this:

And I'm thinking, that another branch has blown down and that I'll soon be using the headline "We Can Haz Wind Damage, Part Deux" or something similar. But no, it was actually the whole dang tree. Observe:

Poor tree, that pear tree. A moment of silence, please. Of course, I'm wondering who or what is responsible. It takes a lot to break a tree off at the base like that. I'm just thinking that it could have been a a bunch of brawny drunks. Why would they do it? Why not? Drunks don't need a reason. Neither does the wind. It's anybody's guess. So OK, if it was the wind, I take back my assertion that we never lose trees. If not, well, allow me to reassert my previous assertion.

We Haz A Wind Damage!

You know, another fine thing about living in Belltown is that during windstorms we never lose power. All the electrical lines are underground. So take that, places that aren't Belltown! Well, we did actually lose power about 10 years ago, but that was due to an underground fire at 1st & Lenora that City Light accidentally set themselves. It took them about 8 hours to fix. In addition, our sparse greenery tends not to blow down. This isn't true around the rest of Seattle. Trees blow down everywhere else and there is great weeping and consternation to accompany the loss of power. But sometimes, one of our precious tree-residents loses a limb. This was the scene at 3rd & Blanchard:

Walk it off, big guy! You'll be fine!

So for those of you keeping score at home, here's how it adds up:

Places with lush greenery and verdant forests - 0
Barren, crack-saturated urban war zone - 2

Hooray for us!

Mighty Froggy

There's frog all over the place this morning. Ribbit! Observe:

When the fog's away, this is my usual view of the super-fabulous Darth Vader Building:

So yes, this morning is different from many other mornings. The only disappointing thing is that I don't hear any fog horns. You usually hear them coming from the waterfront. They sound like lost cows. But today there are none, so I predict that ships will be colliding with each other and ferries will be ramming the Colman Dock all day.

Captain Obvious Speaks!

Dear Sweet People on the Internet:

It's fall! At least that's the situation at 6th & Bell. Your degree of autumnality may vary.

So Long, Summer??

Not so fast, buster! You might recall wrote this post back on September 8th lamenting the end of summer and announcing my acceptance of fall's inevitability. Well, anyone who can look out a window can tell you that since then, our weather has been mostly superb. Today is a special example of that: 83 degrees, clear sky and my fellow Rivolians hanging out in front of the building - all indicators of summer. Yet it's fall. Tomorrow promises similar temperatures. I'm hoping that this never ends, but I am spiritually prepared to let the stellar weather go. Seasons change. Turn, turn, turn. And all that crap.