Yesterday the weather was simply too nice to avoid going somewhere. Doing something. So The Dude and I headed to downtown, parked in Belltown, and walked down to Pike Place Market for some lunch at Mee Sum Pastry. You haven't really had hum bow until you've had Pike Place Mee Sum. From there we strolled down to the Olympic Sculpture Park and soaked up some more sun.
As we were headed back home, we passed Sunset Bowl and realized this might be one of the last chances we have to get our bowl on before it closes. I looked at The Dude, The Dude looked at me and then he made a quick u-turn into the parking lot. $35 and one hour later it is very clear to us that they're not closing for a lack of revenue. It was fun, but $35 for one hour of entertainment? Ouch.
Today there's more sun. A lot more. Unfortunately, I'm working. On President's Day. I've had Morrissey stuck in my head all morning. Every day is like Sunday. Every day is silent and gray. And I'm not even in a bad mood. Honest. Maybe I just need some coffee. Or maybe it's the fact that I'm going to miss The Cult at the Showbox in March. Sure I'll be having fun in Costa Rica but screaming the lyrics to FIre Woman alongside a thousand other people max would have been pretty great too. And the world and the world. The world drags me down.