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randy_byersI had a nice three-day weekend, even though half of it was spent in various malls. On Sunday I made my semi-annual pilgrimage to Northgate Mall to buy work clothes. I actually have to go back later this week to pick up the stuff I bought at Macy's, because they gave me an additional 25% if I picked up the stuff after Thursday. Makes no sense to me, but no doubt there's some accounting trick behind it. Whatever.
Yesterday I walked to the Pike Place Market. Okay, it's not a mall per se, but same diff: lots of shops and swarming with peoples. I bought apurse shoulder bag/brief case thingy that I've been thinking about buying since I spotted it on my birthday. I was tired of using my old DARS tote bag to haul my stuff around, and this thing will work very nicely as a carry-on bag for flying as well.
Then I went to Pacific Place, which is a downtown mall, which means it's vertical rather than horizontal. There's a theater on the top floor, and I caught a matinee of the 3D version of Ghost Rider: Spirit of Vengeance. Visually beautiful and inventive work by directors Neveldine & Taylor, but not much to write home about otherwise. Afterward I ate lunch at Thai Ginger, which was good if a bit spendy. Then back to the theater to catch a showing of The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo for one last time on the big screen. That movie just doesn't get old for me. I'm already looking forward to the DVD.
Caught a bus to the U District and read a few chapters of The Girl Who Played with Fire over a couple of lovely beers at the Big Time. (The Jack Candi Grand Cru is particularly fine, although the Cereal Killer Oatmeal Stout is also really good -- and appropriate for the movie I'd just seen.) The bartender, Rick, was telling everybody about something that happened the night before: a guy had gone crazy, walking up the Ave and using a propane canister to smash every windshield he came to. He had smashed 16 of them by the time the bartender and a couple of other guys eventually tackled him. Rick said it was a good thing the guy didn't have a gun, because he would have shot people, he was that crazy.
And then I walked home in the drizzle. The weekend other than that was fairly productive: writing, editorial work, correspondence, cooking Arabian Lentil & Rice Soup. Thus ends the last of the winter holidays. Guess it's back to work then.
Yesterday I walked to the Pike Place Market. Okay, it's not a mall per se, but same diff: lots of shops and swarming with peoples. I bought a
Then I went to Pacific Place, which is a downtown mall, which means it's vertical rather than horizontal. There's a theater on the top floor, and I caught a matinee of the 3D version of Ghost Rider: Spirit of Vengeance. Visually beautiful and inventive work by directors Neveldine & Taylor, but not much to write home about otherwise. Afterward I ate lunch at Thai Ginger, which was good if a bit spendy. Then back to the theater to catch a showing of The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo for one last time on the big screen. That movie just doesn't get old for me. I'm already looking forward to the DVD.
Caught a bus to the U District and read a few chapters of The Girl Who Played with Fire over a couple of lovely beers at the Big Time. (The Jack Candi Grand Cru is particularly fine, although the Cereal Killer Oatmeal Stout is also really good -- and appropriate for the movie I'd just seen.) The bartender, Rick, was telling everybody about something that happened the night before: a guy had gone crazy, walking up the Ave and using a propane canister to smash every windshield he came to. He had smashed 16 of them by the time the bartender and a couple of other guys eventually tackled him. Rick said it was a good thing the guy didn't have a gun, because he would have shot people, he was that crazy.
And then I walked home in the drizzle. The weekend other than that was fairly productive: writing, editorial work, correspondence, cooking Arabian Lentil & Rice Soup. Thus ends the last of the winter holidays. Guess it's back to work then.
