Archive for April, 2008

Seattle Premium Outlets

Apr 30 2008 Published by under Uncategorized

I bought some clothes. Sometimes I don’t look like such a slob anymore. We spent what seems like all of our waking time together discussing how to get out of that apartment, researching the law, talking to helpful friends and volunteers and friends of friends, starting our apartment search all over again, and despairing. Eventually we left, and hoped that a judge would agree that we were justified in using the Seattle law that says tenants can move out if the landlord refuses to remedy a “defective condition.” The judge did agree, and I walked out of the courtroom feeling similar to the way I did when I tried riding a bike for half an hour in the St. Louis summer first thing in the morning without eating or drinking anything.

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Art Institute of Chicago

Apr 25 2008 Published by under Uncategorized

So we went to Chicago for Christmas. It was, as always, a lovely time to see everyone, slide back into Midwestern mode, and feel really cold. We made our regular visit to the Art Institute. Aside from my regular favorites like [Alberto Pasini](, the most interesting thing was this little info panel that goes up when a painting gets moved, just because it wasn’t really intended for me to read. I love getting a peek at the workings of such an organization.

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Flooded Stairs

Apr 15 2008 Published by under Uncategorized

Some streets in Seattle are not streets at all, but stairs.

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Cool Bus

Apr 13 2008 Published by under Uncategorized

As bad as the apartment was, it was in a colorful neighborhood with plenty of fun stuff to see.

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Suede Gal

Apr 10 2008 Published by under Uncategorized

It took me a while to realize that this price was for the **gal**lon of “**suede**” paint below the sign, not the photo of the **suede**-wearing **gal** above it.

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I Didn’t Know What I Was Getting Myself Into

Apr 08 2008 Published by under Uncategorized

So after months of throwing ourselves at the apartments for rent section of craigslist, we found a place that I thought would be fine. With nobody living upstairs, and only sharing one wall, there would probably be minimal noise. It was spacious, and in the up-and-coming Madison Valley neighborhood. Andrew offered to help us move, and it became an all-day event, what with all of the stuff we’ve accumulated since coming to Seattle in two carloads. By the time we got the last truckload there, it was dark out. Piroko set up a contraption involving our futon frame and some lamps, so that we could see where we were dropping our boxes. Of course, this apartment ended up causing what may be the worst three months I’ve ever had. The very, very short version of the story is that the previous tenants were not *tidy people*; the landlord didn’t clean up after them at all, and even denied that their dog left its territorial mark on our carpet. I am grateful that this situation coincided with the busiest period I’ve ever had at work; nearly all of my waking time was dedicated to plowing through writing and design tasks that kept me somewhat distracted from the abysmal nature of my daily surroundings.

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