High Contrast Grey.

April 6, 2010

The bus was 50 minutes late and I just walked the way home. By the time it came I had already reached the university and decided to just walk the rest of the way. I found a tagged no parking sign in the process. Water damaged and broken, soon to be decorating my wall. The…
April 5, 2010

Tea. Modern style.
April 5, 2010

Tea with friends in Seattle.
April 5, 2010

Things are always more beautiful at night. The way store windows light up the street. A glimpse into an alternate reality of color. A faux warmth.
April 5, 2010

Ballard Locks. I don’t know what it is but covered/hidden stairways get me excited..
April 5, 2010

One of the amazing things about Seattle is just how many options there are for food. Especially when coming from Montana. Here we enjoy some Vietnamese tucked away in Ballard. I went off on some tangent about how the French during their occupations of other places influenced food. Thus why I chose this ginormous crepe……
April 5, 2010

Walking along with Mr. Ian. Going to look at mummies and two headed cows. One of the only people who actually lives in Seattle that I think can actually pull off walking around with an umbrella with a sense of suave and not looking like a jackass. Like most Seattle-ites with umbrellas.
April 5, 2010

Ballard as seen from Lauren’s balcony. Space Needle just popping up barely over the horizon. Beautiful and grey.
April 5, 2010

Olivia passed the fuck out and I went over to Lauren’s new place in Ballard. Just a few blocks over from where I used to live. Actually on my old jogging route.. I miss that girl. She made me some amazing espresso and cocktails with sugar on the rim and her dog Artoo-Detoo Princess of…
April 5, 2010

Red eyed. Tired. Waiting for the vegetarian chef because Olivia didn’t like eggs. She was prepared a once-in-a-lifetime Beth’s meal of a fajita. She drew them a picture of Montana to say thank you. Colored it brown.