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When a bumper sticker isn’t enough

So I was driving around today and happened to stop at a red light behind this fella, at the corner of Ballard and Forehead/Steering Wheel. That’s one big-ass truck, but the devil is always is in the details, n’est pas? Now it’s all perfectly well and good to have your little “personal political convictions,” but…

Live nude Ballard

Sometimes I get dressed in the bedroom. This is as uneventful as it sounds, unless Michael happens past, in which case he launches himself over the bed to close the blinds that last quarter-inch lest a glimpse of my teacup boobies scorch the retinas of a passerby. Now, our bedroom is on the street side…

The evidence of Amanda’s visit

Apparently, Mandy occasionally reads the site. Also, these items were procured only after Mandy had intricately conveyed to the salesgirls my own interpretation of Eau de Brown Sugar & Fig, eliciting an, “Ooooh, it smells exactly like that!” and a promise to forward said improved description on to corporate. (In related news, two SLC-based Bath…

Cribs

Given our largely improvisational, seat-of-the-pants approach to existence, Michael and I are surprisingly skilled at planning things: fun crap like parties and vacations, long-term projects like getting Amazon to throw some partner benefits my way, even bonerkillers like how to pay for large unexpected expenses. (And yes, Moses, I am looking at your bionic knee,…

First they came for the Denny’s…

Hot on the heels of potentially positive developments on Sunset Bowl, the Ballard News-Tribune is reporting today that DWO, a California-based franchise that purchased the Ballard Denny’s last June, is anxious to re-open at the same location. Gene Erdman, director of human resources for DWO, contacted the News-Tribune early Monday, Jan. 14. “…DWO would welcome…

Free Ballard

When Michael and I first turned up pregnant, we knew exactly where we wanted to set up house in Seattle: Ballard, land of Norwegians and Molly Maguires and the best high school in the city. Also, home to a majority of our friends and family, close enough to Golden Gardens to smell the sea, and…

Boxing Day

We’d been having this conversation (by which I mean Obnoxious Circular Argument) for about a year: to e-date, or not to e-date. According to Daron, the only men I would meet online were social pariahs whose fumbling interpersonal skills were only compounded by task-chair ass and disappointing junk.

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