Comments | scarlettina: The things you hear

scarlettina

The things you hear

Sep 04, 2011 15:55

One of the things I have long enjoyed about my neighborhood is that I often am reminded that I live near a lake in the middle of the city. Despite the occasional inconvenience of living on the side of the lake farthest from the freeway, it still gives me a great deal of pleasure. And though it's scenic, it's also a busy lake with a great deal of ( Read more... )

seattle, observations

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juliebata September 5 2011, 02:20:22 UTC

It could be an ice cream truck. One that cruises around in our neighborhood plays that song, and sometimes "bicycle built for two".

scarlettina September 5 2011, 02:46:07 UTC

I don't think so. This definitely has a boat's horn, and I can hear the movement as it moves toward the bridge.

One of these days, right to the space needle! the_same_andrew September 7 2011, 11:39:27 UTC

One of these days, I have to get down to Seattle. Everything I hear and read about your city reinforces this belief!

I'm just so scared of travel in general, and the Homeland Security border guys specifically. The last time I went into the States, one of them asked me why my fingerprints were on file, and I nearly peed myself.

Re: One of these days, right to the space needle! scarlettina September 7 2011, 13:49:58 UTC

I'd be happy to show you around a bit. I'm so sorry travel is such an issue for you. It's one of my great pleasures. I understand the TSA guys giving you the creeps, though. They give me the creeps, too. Be nice to meet in person one day, though.

Fine with TSA the_same_andrew September 8 2011, 02:41:07 UTC

I'm actually fine with the TSA-- if it makes them happy to cavity-search a fat middle-aged white guy at the gate, well, I honestly don't mind. I find being searched and interrogtated by a pissed-off working-class security guard far less offensive than being trapped in an aluminum-and-carbon-fibre tube surrounded by the stressed-out snotty upper-middle. The worst they'll do is keep me from boarding the plane. If I had time, I'd take the Greyhound, and that's the truth. The least stress I've ever had has been riding that grey dog, with all the other stinky pilgrims who talk to themselves and measure distance in smoke breaks ( ... )