I took off from work a bit early, to go to Fry's. To try to exchange
Then I went down to the Seattle Bremerton ferry terminal to pick up
The meal of the day was foil-wrapped charcoal-roasted halibut with fresh picked mint leaves, couscous with raisins and pine nuts, corn-on-the-cob, McCrea 2002 Sirrocco, and some high-end dark chocolate. MmmmMmmm! Pleasing to the palate, and good for the heart.
The MST3K of the week was Attack of the The Eye Creatures (and yes, there are two articles in a row there). I know I've seen this one before, mainly because I remember seeing the "They Just Didn't Care" rant at the end. We concluded that, while being amazingly bad, this one wasn't as bad as the famous Plan 9 from Outer Space, because if anything, Ed Wood did care, far too much, which made his failures all the more horrible.
Saturday
We had planned to go to the flash make-out, but got out and going too late.
We did make it to the annual BiNet Seattle Picnic at Ravenna Park, which is a heavily forested ridge and fault in the middle of the city. There was one kid wandering around who looked SO FAMILIAR. Finally I stopped him and said "You look just like a kid I know named Gabriel". "I am Gabriel," he responded. A moment later, his mother had intercepted us. Sure enough. (Gab's dad is a lover of my friend
Just after we left the picnic,
The next event was the Bizarre Bazaar. I met, chatted with, and got demo'ed on by
Up to CapHill, to the Babeland sale. There, we did buy some stuff.
Which we took back to my place, and tried out.
Sunday
We went to Bite of Seattle. In past years, most of the restaurants exhibiting had a one dollar "bite", a small dish, about one mouthful, of some representative or signature dish. It was possible to wander around and for twenty bucks enjoy twenty tastes of twenty restaurants. They didn't seem to be doing that this year, which really spoils the whole point, I think.
We watched the International Fountain a bit, and chatted some, and danced a bit to one of the cover bands (to the consternation of some of the little kids who were watching us). And then a chain of phone calls, SMSs, and "we are here / we are here / where are you / we are waiting here" Chinese Firedrills, we finally hooked up again with
I took