They Are Inescapable. They Are…Cupcakes!

Alright, DC. I ask you to come with me on a journey through time. A time before…cupcakes. Gasp, I know! Why would I ask you to do that to yourself? Those were dark times, when we took drugs or drank special drinks to liven our mood. Those days are gone. I hardly remember a time…

It’s A Draw

Well, Seattle has it all. I even had that little spat with Seattle in the last post. Look how cute we are, already fighting! On my scale of city liveability, let’s take a look at the results. Eye Contact: So, Seattle does have an issue with this. The Seattle Chill or The Freeze is a…

Do You Feel a Draught?

So, once you are able to hang around with a local, you get a better feel for what the place really is, not just what it appears to you in your jetlagged and bleary-eyed state. My townie informed me of the Seattle chill. This is not like a chill and relaxed attitude, but a burr,…

Bad News…

Bad news, DC. Seattle is just bitchin’. I mean, this place is the best! I touched down this morning and realized that I forgotten about the beautiful mountains off to the east. On a clear day like today, the mountains and the faint remainder of snow are clearly outlined behind the Space Needle. Sigh ….

So, Does Seattle Have Style Too?

In an effort to bring you an ever better blog, your intrepid author will be making the trip to the Pacific Northwest to explore that city’s style. Now I don’t want you DCists to feel intimidated. Sure, Seattle has the ocean. And the Space Needle. And a reputation for good food and good living. And…

I Can’t Help It, I Love Mad Men

Mad Men is back and I am loving life. And by love, I mean am enthralled by the bad, awful, bad, astoundingly bad behavior. Ever since I saw Betty allow her daughter to play with a dry cleanig bag over her head, I’ve been lost in the madness. Not only is each episode a wonderful…

You Guys Saw That, Right?

It happens to everyone, and there is no call to be embarrassed. Sometimes, you’re playing a hit song from your new album to a crowd of adoring tattoed hipsters when the drum machine conspires to throw off the beat of the song in the first few bars. There is a moment of confusion (Is this…

RAIN!

Ahhhhhh, rain! Rain rain rain rain! Umbrellas are no use, just grab your keys and RUN! Run run run rain rain rain run run! The drops are the size of small gerbils and can melt the top layer of your epidermis. Please, stay indoors at all costs! Is it over? Okay. It’s over. That was…

Sad Music, Catchy Beat

I read a book in college about songs in the sixties, songs with catchy, bouncy beats and sad sad lyrics; and what that meant. Ninety-Six Tears, Big Girls Don’t Cry, Blue Moon, Elenor Rigby…on and on and on. Anyway, that idea stuck with me. At the Hercules and Love Affair concert, I had a similar…