It's 10:52pm. I just came up for a smoke after having a few beers at the Nite Lite with the other half. Old Naked Man was just pulling his red blanket over his naked self. His light is on. All is right with the world! :-) ------- Sent from my iPhone
Looking down from the rooftop deck of our apartment building we can see Victor Steinbrueck Park, a little oasis of green grass near Pike Place Market that overlooks Elliot Bay. Since it was sunny and in the 70's today, there were lots and lots of people sitting around in the grass enjoying the day. I decided to walk through the park on my way to pick up some home brewing supplies at Market Cellar Winery. I stopped to listen to the buskers of the hour, a 4-piece old-timey rootsy, bluesy band out of St. Louis: Pokey LaFarge. I broke down and bought a $3 bag of caramel kettle corn from the street vendor and sat on the ledge and enjoyed some sweet tunes.
My Grandma, who lives on a 98-acre farm in Ohio, asked some men from her church to drill some drainage holes in her 50-gallon "burn barrel". Upon inspecting their work, she found they had drilled several holes on the side of the barrel, but not one hole in the bottom, leaving an inch or so of standing water. Her explanation for their actions: "They must have been 'cityfolk'."
My other half and I recently moved from Tampa, Florida to Seattle's Pike Place Market neighborhood. I created this blog to share my urban observations and explorations, restaurant reviews, entertainment options and more. As a newly transplanted "cityfolk", I hope to provide useful city information, travel tips and itinerary ideas for tourists, newcomers and virtual visitors. Enjoy!
Looking down from the rooftop deck of our apartment building we can see Victor Steinbrueck Park, a little oasis of green grass near Pike Place Market that overlooks Elliot Bay. Since it was sunny and in the 70's today, there were lots and lots of people sitting around in the grass enjoying the day. I decided to walk through the park on my way to pick up some home brewing supplies at Market Cellar Winery. I stopped to listen to the buskers of the hour, a 4-piece old-timey rootsy, bluesy band out of St. Louis: Pokey LaFarge. I broke down and bought a $3 bag of caramel kettle corn from the street vendor and sat on the ledge and enjoyed some sweet tunes.
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