I last left you in Austin, TX, following The Great Western Sensory Overload (Seattle to Texas). By the morning of New Year’s Eve, 12/31, we are on a plane making our way back to Seattle. But not before a brief layover in the American motherland of sensory overload…
We rejoin the quest for pure American sensory overload on 12/25, en route to Texas from Seattle. If you’ll recall, just hours before we returned from The Great Western Sensory Overload (Seattle to the Bay Area).
Holy hell is Washington beautiful. My guy and I recently took a road trip around the Olympic Peninsula. We did a crazy 500 mile loop, met nice people and saw some fairly incredible stuff.
We awoke to smashing glass. The Lord’s dander had coated the land just before dawn. An evil snow, awakening male aggression. One young warrior was pummeled mercilessly. The victors fled to the south, drawing penises on cars as they went. We ran to the street. The loser was gone. In his place, the symbol that cannot be spoken. We saddled our trusty steed, Malachi. And followed Malachi’s raven, Engracia. Who was following another raven, Roy. We were valeted to the […]
I’ve been at my current residence since late September. It’s a 100 year old beast of a house that is split into three apartments – one flat per level, lots of character. Apparently these resourceful old ladies divided it up into several units during the Depression. Our place used to be two smaller ones. I guess code today only allows for three residences per old ass house… bla, bla, bla. The present slum lord made one place out of […]