Perfection
As much as Seattle’s weather sucks for 9 months of the year, there are days where everything is just perfect. Like today.
It’s 75 degrees, sunny, no clouds, no humidity.
So I’m on the balcony in a comfy chair; eating local bread (essential foods fremont), drinking local beer (pyramid pale), reading a local novel (tom robbins), and listening to canadian music (cowboy junkies).
Oh, and the laptop ethernet cable reaches the balcony, cause it’s too nice for indoor weblogging. :>
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