Seattle: This one is dedicated to the black and whites.

Pike Place Market was a vast area with the aroma of fish, flowers, and fruits. Triple F's, if possible? The beating heat and lack of air conditioning reminded me of China Town, California. Although, Pike's was more sanitary, is that saying much?

Not only did that lady have a nice voice but when we passed by her she was doing her own cover of Elliott Smith's "Angeles" Props to her. I applaud her choice of music. There were a few musicians just playing around the marketplace. Beg the question how I'd do here? I could blend in with all the Asians that are there anyways. Mind as well open up a China Town around here. But don't, we're good...really.

I caught a picture of these guys throwing fish. Yeah, not to brag or anything, but I could catch one that big too, and grow a beard like the Asian man but you see, I hurt my back so I'll let them do there job *cough cough*.

Zoo, Aquarium, and Mariners Game.

I'll be brief, seriously (like G said), if you want play by play, laughs and other Seattle stories, I think Abel's your man. I think I'm just gonna put up a few pictures that I very much so enjoy. I was gonna fix all this with the wrap text around images but then I remembered that you do that before you upload the images...oh, silly me. Well, imagine Abel's stories wrapped all around these while you enjoy yourself to a nice cup of joe and these pictures I claim to be nice..Enjoy! Smiley Face.

But Wait! There's More...I made this little cry, I felt bad but I
was just buzzing my lips at him like a cherry? Well anywhoo,
cute little bugger.

The Emerald City!!

No, not THE Emerald city, unless you live in Seattle and think that the wizard doesn't exist and consider that only your Emerald city is the only cty...well fuck...who else would take care of the wicked witch of the west for you? I just sent Jake away, he's pretty intimidating when trying to write something. But then again, who isn't when your trying to write and they're peering over your shoulder and judging/picking out ever single word you type and saying something like "Seattle has two t's" or "Is cussing necessary?". He didn't say that, but I felt obligated to cuss just to prove to Jake that I can be a badass, but we just can't stand for hazey eyes anymore! Guess I'll just put up these photos and explain them later, Abel prolly wants his laptop back and Alex is in the buff and eventually I should take a bath maybe check off Seattle but I'm just not that...well you know. Garrett wants to blog, blogging is for fools, fools do nothing, nothing is Taylor, Taylor lives with Garrett...full circle, that's just how life works...

Ginger.


Buses and 2+














Documenting the Documented


Fight? Fight. Kitchen? Kitchen.

Pre-C Occured...

Totally Excited!

Better not be on the DSi...

Late Night Scheming...

Tonight we missed our Avatar marathon, but we did have an adventure. We has some misadventures in the mountains but no one was harmed, well except Taylor's feelings maybe. You can ask him. Thank you Garrett's boss for giving him a tripod that I borrowed for a few pictures of the pretty sky. The people in the pictures are blurry and bright but it doent (duh-int) matta...it's all about the sky and all it's pretty stars!

Meg Ryan

What's it feel like to be a ghost?



Can you guess what we were trying to draw?

Don't You Just Love Blogger? Like Watching Cartoons...

Yeah, it's fun, easy to do, and self improving...Oh, Blogger? Right. Right. Self improving as in becoming a better writer (Possibly). You can prolly get carpal tunnel fffFFROM BLOGGING! *Shifty Eyes*

Anywhoo, while narrowing down my choices for this weeks BOTW, Blogger quite possibly had maintenence done and was not able to find my dashboard for all my blogging needs. The bar vanished and it almost seemed impossible to have my way with it. With my frustration, my verdict turned. So if I may give you this sessions Bitch of the Week! (Applause) Guy who filled in for Max Weinberg, Drumroll......................................and this week's bitch is! You Guessed it, Blogger! (Boos! and not the Jill kinds...just saying)

Click To Enlarge. If only it were that easy...

That was the worst half hour of meltdown for me in what say, 24 hours? Brief? Yes. Annoying? A little. Shouldn't be complaining? Shove it. Billy Mays died, he'd be haunting you too. Him and his obnoxious voice. Dear Lord, make the voices go away. Give him something to sell.

Now this can be a poor excuse for BOTW, but it'll suffice. You're better off getting this than have me kvetch about fame, wealth, and all it's uneasiness. Not to mention taking a sawed off to yourself even though it's still too long and your able to pull it whilst your shoes are still on...framed I tell you. Suspect: The Wife

In Loving Memory Of Scary Infomercial Man: Billy Mays

This One's For Her Majesty!

So I though I'd put one of us getting ready for the picture also, that's what you don't get to see when the photographer is setting up the picture and getting the lighting right. Poor Bammers has a glare on him, maybe he just has that sparkle in his smile? I don't know.......blow me. BALLOON! Post Script, this is the cutest damn house in the world! Now I'm jealous...

Looks like I'm gonna drop the F' Bomb. Fuck, I said it.
The Champ is blurry.

Jealous?

She was helping...


...then hiding.


Fast Action Chewing!






Yeah, you wish these were your kids, or at least be related to them. Jealous?

IRC

This summer I've been volunteering at the IRC (International Rescue Committee) helping refugees learn and experience the culture here in America, and no, not like McDonald's and our problem with obesity. So far, we have played some games to get to know each others names, made collages of our culture and what we like, and this last week we were able to go to Tracy Aviary. This is something I look forward to every Tuesday and Thursday, though sometimes I don't feel like I'm doing much to help them, but it's fun to get to know the kids. I am glad Ellie asked me to volunteer. Honestly, at first I was hesitant on the idea of taking time out of my week to volunteer but it has been a wonderful three weeks so far! I am blessed to be able to do this and I encourage others to do the same. Who knows? The experience may be life changing.