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Is it weird that that library makes me want to move to Seattle so I can write in that library?

Mitch had HIS OWN DRESSING ROOM at the the theatre. Not so necessary, maybe, for a video screening, but still nice for lounging around in his peignoir receiving bouquets and applying his makeup in one of those mirrors with extremely bright flashbulbs all around it. Also, the theatre was red and plush and very nice. We don’t have pix of the screening, because we left the camera in the dressing room.

Much like the theatre, other places–bars, coffeeshops, hairdressers–that would have been small or at least crowded if they were New York, were, in Seattle, lofty-ceilinged and stylishly spare, often in beautifully restored grand old buildngs. Maybe that’s because we spent so much of our time in the downtown area (like Belltown, where our hotel was, or Capitol Hill, where we went twice for drinks) . After all, probably a lot of Seattle is not that old. But these spaces, combined with drinks like the Ramos gin fizz–a cocktail that was like an alcoholic creamsicle turned into a foam by one of those avant-garde chefs from Spain that are always making foams– make me agree with Mitch that Seattle was super swanky and above my paygrade.

The fruit was also really good. Even in the airport.

P.S. Christian, Thanks for the hair congratulations. May I congratulate you on writing the funnest comment I can remember seeing on this blog? Is it weird that I am talking back to you via Mitch’s blog?

P.P.S. Christian, I suspect I’m outnerding you on how to abbreviate Post Post Scripts (as opposed to Post Script Scripts, of which I know nothing)

P.P.P.S. No, I’m not going to go there.

Also, Ballard is notoriously difficult to access via public transit from downtown. If you had instead sampled Fremont, Capitol Hill, Wallingford, the U-District, Beacon Hill, or South Queen Anne, you may not have been as frustrated. Then again, New York is so much better at the whole “no car” thing than virtually anywhere else in North America that you may be disappointed any time you venture too far from the Hudson mouth.

I just added Bloggy to my Google Reader. Yeah.

Congratulations on your success, Mitch!

I would have thought a festival in Seattle called Rawstock would be all about “A pure health empowerment party celebrating eco-regeneration, musical ecstasy & raw food delight.” Google confirms this.

P.S. Can I talk to Kaveri on this thing? Is that weird? Congratulations on your new hair, Kaveri. Oh, and congratulations on your sweater perfectly matching part of a Rem Koolhaas building.

P.S.S. Sorry Mitch, you’ve been out-nerded on your Dutch architect name-spelling. KoolhAAs.

P.S.S.S. That’s the sound of a tire deflating. Or someone taking a leak.