like a pigeon

la pomme du mon œil! those fangs belong in an impala's throat. 

a bona fide shaggin' wagon, aka a Rambler Ambassador, outside the Laurelton, one of my favorite buildings in Seattle. The Laurelton was designed by Frank Baker and built in 1927 out of concrete and stucco. the building is shaped like an x with an interior courtyard, and the apartments all originally featured "centralized Kelvinator refrigerators!" 

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didja know? the Kelvinator company was founded in Detroit in 1914 and named in honor of William Thomson, the guy who invented the concept of absolute zero and the Kelvin scale. Kelvinator refrigerators were the first to have automatic temperature control and one of the first to replace iceboxes with electric freezers. 'twas a big deal for your rad three-room lair in 1927. 

I hate to see you leave but I love to watch you go.

Olive Way.

Republican Street.

what's with all the sexy-ass cars? Seattle's all San Francisco, pshaw. I got this. and the wheels turn curbside as they should. 

a net of cobwebs and slug excreta outside my door, bejeweled by the dawn! bedewled, if you will. 

Stewart Street.

the alley at 6th and Olive. 

thank you for never being boring. 

this fucking stone! every plant I put it into dies! I finally removed it from the pitiful dracaena from posts prior and said dracaena is thriving now! and when I did, I tenderly placed it with this guy specifically because this plant was doing so well! was this stone stolen from a fucking tomb before it was jauntily painted? I bought it for 25 cents at a garage sale years ago. 

covet nothing!