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Thursday, September 29, 2005
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The desert has its charms, including running in the balmy 80 degree evenings, but it's always a thrill to see Mount Rainier off the wing and know I'm coming back to Seattle. In this picture, Mt. St. Helens is visible to the right, and Mt. Hood (in Oregon) is just to the left of Rainier.
12:16:01 AM
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Tuesday, February 01, 2005
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This isn't a bad representation of my outlook lately. Work has just been sucking the life out of me these last weeks. A couple of projects I've taken on that I thought would be controllable have turned out to involve a lot more effort. The situation will only last another 2 or 3 weeks, I'm hoping, so I can at least catch up to my normal level of "late", and not these uncharted depths.
So, I have yet to post in February. I can hear you all pouting out there, and the cacophony has led me to eschew sleep a little longer. I've been doing more of the "Caffeine in the Evening" thing than usual lately, as my evenings turn into extended workdays. And it's every bit as satisfying as gin & soda. Every bit.
I watched most of the Super Bowl with my mother in law Sunday. It had been billed as so squeaky clean and inoffensive that Mrs. Perils was calling it the Tidy Bowl. I've never paid much attention to the halftime shows - I was in marching bands, damn it, and a halftime show without a marching band doesn't really count - so I have no way to judge whether Sunday's was more or less stultifying than others, but I found the ads almost totally without humor or entertainment value. A shining exception was the one where a guy's girlfriend walks in to see him holding a cat by the scruff of the neck, a butcher knife in the other hand, wading in a pool of spilled spaghetti sauce and about a nanosecond to differentiate himself meaningfully from Glenn Close. I had no dog in the actual football game, but it was satisfyingly competitive and I thrilled when my Ohio State boy, Mike Vrabel, caught a touchdown.
The bloodshot lid closes on another day. I'll be back.
11:03:52 PM
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Sunday, November 07, 2004
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 Unlooked-for cloud cover produced this sunset as my plane left Tucson Saturday.
5:20:16 AM
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Monday, October 04, 2004
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8:39:10 AM
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Wednesday, September 01, 2004
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 The Olympic Mountains peek under the Aurora Bridge as the sun sets on August. Taken from my kayak on Lake Union. The industrial structure on the right is a part of Gasworks Park.
12:45:24 PM
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Monday, August 30, 2004
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Monday, June 07, 2004
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Today was mostly a blah day, atmospherically, chilly and overcast. But as dinner drew to a close I started seeing elements that usually point to a sunset worth watching. I wandered upstairs with my camera and spent the next 45 minutes sort of slackjawed as the colors of the clouds and the Olympic range changed kaleidoscopically each minute.

11:12:57 PM
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