fancying that!

years ago, when i had a cold very similar to the one i'm experiencing right this minute, i asked the doctor i was working with if one could become clinically dehydrated from sneezing. "i don't know" he said thoughtfully. "it would have to be an awful lot." i keep thinking about that today. i feel like i'm on my way. isn't that repulsive?
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the prelude to my current stasis:
i saw this on the burke-gilman trail and fell even deeper in love with this silly town.

beige industrial stuff, fremont.

beautiful tacoma washington.

...i really do find it beautiful. tacoma's a very interesting place. everyone talks shit about it, myself included... but it's photogenic as fuck, if you like taking pictures of places with very apparent pasts. my family grew up in tacoma. i spent more time visiting here as a kid than i did in seattle or olympia. hell, i was conceived in tacoma. tacoma reminds me of anchorage, with better architecture and more interesting topography.
my favorite building in tacoma, the old BPOE hall, is still there, in the same state of glorious disrepair that it was in 20 years ago. i've gone to tacoma many times specifically to take pictures of this fucking place. if they ever gentrify it i will be sad.
the spanish steps, reverse filter. the sillouhete on the left is a teenage girl with lip piercings and a scowl, who was standing there and reading a book the entire time i was there. the two on the right are two younger guys who were using the stairs for pure transit, not as a dramatic venue for brooding. another reason tacoma reminds me of anchorage: lots of artsy miscreants skulking around with nothing to do, waiting to get the fuck out.

looking back up the spanish steps. monkey tree!

an exciting government institution in olympia! i dig the linear bauhaus-y design. this doesn't fall into my previously-cited catergory of "who could have possibly thought this an aesthetically pleasing structure?", though i suppose it would to most people.

my parents' beer fridge. they have a fridge just for beer, because they're awesome. (ILY!)

...and back to seattle. viva la contrast, darlings.

things are looking up.

less pendulum, more abstract flailing

jethro got some new plants to perk up his utterly mundane and depressing existence.

killing time in kent: that is a phrase one should never have to apply to oneself. what a vile place.

years ago, at this gelato joint in fremont, i came across this book of boring postcards. it was titled, of course, "boring postcards." it was fucking brilliant: actual published cards of terribly bland 60s insurance offices, empty runways at municipal airports, whatnot. this completely vacant, random office park in kent reminded me of that book, and while i was waiting for these photos to upload i finally ordered it.
if you ever need to stash a corpse, this would be a good place.
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the bionic cat, eating! my unofficial rule with my beasts: if they eat, they live.

this block in pioneer square (2nd and washington?) has been boarded up for years. when they first put the plywood up, the "beba's" sign was sticking out and i thought it was hilariously lazy-assed, but temporary. i took a picture of it then. now it's a mural. it must have been before the economy nosedived. oh, these times!

scenes from my hood.

unfortunately backlit. either i simply own a lot of questionable shit and her proxy is inevitable, or entropy only likes being photogenic near such things.

"can judgment, rational thought, or foresight affect us, once panic has hold? and can anyone outside, looking in, fully appreciate the frenzy involved?" -sallie tisdale

entropy and jesus!

pike place market.

more buildings within buildings.

the metal tree!

me, thinking i'm taking a picture TOWARDS the water. i was facing the sun and couldn't see a damn thing, and apparently pushed the reverse-image button.

people were jogging. walking their dogs. squinting. smiling earnestly. one woman was complaining about the calder sculpture. "everyone has a different idea of art" the man she was with replied impatiently.

this town is keeping up its charming streak. i am greedily accepting its skilled advances.