burn their Christmas lights year round.
Category: Seattle
AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!
OK, I’ve been keeping track and there a couple of you out there that owe me a favor. I’m not mad, because I knew something like this would happen!
Call Ashlinn and let her know how much you can contribute and she’ll take care of the rest! Thanks in advance!
Rain City
January has been unseasonably dry here in Seattle, which is unfortunate because I have recently picked up a wonderful piece of watertight bike gear. Meet the SealLine Urban backpack. I know what you’re thinking “Adam, that looks like a typical rolltop watertight backpack.” That’s precisely where you are wrong Sir or Madam. This is the BEST rolltop watertight backpack ever made, because I bought it, that’s why. Seriously, if you’re in the market for a backpack that is reeeeeeeally comfortable and reeeeeeeally watertight and reeeeeeeally beautiful looking, than this is the backpack for you. Did I mention that it’s got killer features like one handed fastening/unfastening? Or the waist AND sternum straps? Or that it’s filled with candy when you buy it?*
The material they use feels like it’s going to last forever. I can’t verify that it will because when I set my time machine to Year Infinity it trips the breaker in my apartment…so…
Here’s where I get critical. The inside of this bag is total devoid of any organizational compartments. It’s an empty bag. I’m pretty cool with that, but other people might not be. There’s no special rigid compartment for your phone. There’s no holster for your Klean Kanteen. There’s definitely not a padded sleeve for your laptop. You can deal with it, like me, or you can buy an assortment of accessories to solve even the smallest of your problems…Yes, even that one.
The bag comes in two sizes, big enough and way too big. I got the big enough one because I actually like being able to see over my shoulders when I ride.
If you’re not into two straps, check out the Shoulder Bag. Hmmm, not too shabby.
Thanks for joining me in today’s installment of “Adam Tells You What To Buy Yourself.” Come back soon and you’ll get to hear me tell you what kind of long underwear to buy (Spoiler Alert: It’s Ramblers Way!)
*Total lie.
BONUS:
Ashlinn found this quiz. Can you spot which piece of furniture is made by Donald Judd and which piece is sold at Wal-Mart? I don’t want to brag (actually I do), I got 100%
My Distorted Perception of the World
If you’ve seen me in the last few weeks, you may have noticed that the top of my head has been getting a little…ummm…shitty. Today I decided it was time for a haircut. This is a big deal because I was going to actually go to a barbershop and pay somebody to cut my hair for me. Since high school, I have probably paid for a haircut once, maybe twice. (Special thanks to Kaylee, Gina, Ashlinn’s friend Anne and Ashlinn herself for donating time to my trimmings.)
I stopped to get coffee and then made my way to Old Town Ballard. By the time I got to the barbershop, which employs almost entirely women, I’m freaking out. My brain will not let go of the fact that I should feel improper about these actions. Paying somebody else for something that I should be doing myself? This is filthy. My brain is treating this like I am at a bordello. My legs are weak, my brow is sweating and I might have a partial.
I write my name down on the waiting list sheet. Next to my name, they ask me if I have any preference. I pause for a moment and decide writing “brunette” would be inappropriate. I sit down and wait for them to call my name. When they do, I look up at my barber…a brunette.
She leads me to my chair right next to the window and the first thought that pops into my head is “What if somebody walking by recognizes me!” I’m such a freak.
I make nervous small talk, and probably embarrass myself on multiple levels. I eventually shut up and let her do her thing. I notice her styling license and almost tell her she has a pretty name, then I realize that is the most whorish thing to say to a girl that is providing you with a service.
I guess the whole experience peaked in absurdity when she asked me if I wanted to rinse off. I had no clue what this was going to entail, but I said yes anyways. She could have asked me if I wanted to go out back and take turns punching orphans and I still would have said yes. Turns out “rinsing off” is exactly what it sounds like. There are only sinks in the back room, so you have to walk from your chair to the other side of the building while still wearing your reverse cape. It really seals the deal to make you feel like everyone else is watching you.
In the end, I paid my $10 plus tip and left with a colder scalp and the feeling that I should be ashamed.
It also could have been due to my sensitivity to caffeine.
Vote
“If you don’t vote, you’re a pretty shitty person.”
Actual quote from JFK, I think.
Freeday!
Today I got a free bureau and a free Ocean’s Twelve DVD! I seem to be having a better day than the AT&T store.
Work
Today at work I did a shot of rainbow sprinkles for $10. My job doesn’t suck.
Good Call
The Skateboard Film Festival was a few weeks ago. I only caught opening night, but I’m sure the next day was just as awesome. One of the coolest things that did was a Final Cut Pro Battle. THIS is the winning entry and I think they made the right decision. Good skating, better editing.
Blisters & Other Stuff
Why do I only get blisters at the bases of my middle, ring and pinky fingers? I feel like my index finger is doing just as much work, why does he get away with looking so pampered?
BTW, Ashlinn is back and I’m still alive. Bachelor Week boiled down to me lugging home more lumber on foot. My dad keeps telling me to buy a car, but I keep telling him the buy list is organized like this:
1. Dog
2. Pizza
3. House
4. Pizza
5. Car
Speaking of dogs, check out this gentleman. Ashlinn and I visited him at the shelter and if nobody claims him by Tuesday, I may be building a dog bed. He seems quite polite, but a little too vocal. I would be too in the same situation.
On the topic of being fenced in with no way to get home, I must recommend District 9. Neill Blomkamp did a great job of creating characters that react very realistically in their environment.
Funny People was also really good too, but you’ll have to check Ashlinn’s blog for a proper review.
I don’t know what the other half of this sticker said, but I bet it was hilarious.
That Google Thing
Remember how I promised to post the laugh enducing Google Streetview?
Here ya go. Crack problem at the Ballard Commons park gets serious.
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