I took the buses & train to Ex's, got my car from my son who was characteristically running late, and bopped on down to chez
leenerella. I almost didn't recognize the place because there's a (big!) new mother-in-law out front.
leenerella and Juryrigger have also made good use of pandemic time by essentially rebuilding a (16'?) trailer. When it comes time for extended camping again *coughBurningMancough* they'll be ready. They've got a solar system with a marine battery powering, among other things, a greenhouse; none of that was there the last time I saw. I'd be jealous if I had anywhere to put solar panels.
leenerella & family haven't had an easy time of it this last year and a half, but they're coming through it. It felt good to be one of the first to do something kind of normal at their place*. I drank all of their ginger beer as a means of hydrating after Friday's vaccination.
Afterwards, I had a quick dinner at home and then headed to Gas Works Park for modular synthesizers. That's right: geeks making bleeps with the stunning background that is Lake Union on a sunny day.
I'd forgotten how hard it is to find parking at Gas Works**, and I almost gave up when it occurred to me to try the side streets. The long stretch of gravel on Northlake Way east of the park was lined with temporary "no parking" signs that covered Feb. 25-Jul. 28; it was also lined with parked cars & RVs. I did not park there.
This was not shake-your-booty music. This was sit-on-the-brown-grass-and-listen music, which is exactly what the surprisingly large but socially distanced crowd was doing. Honorable mention: Nick Bigelow. He's the only one whose whole set I stayed for. I was still a little tired from the shot. I hope there's another event like this when I can a) show up on time, and b) not feel out of it.
One thing I saw at the concert that I've seen all over Seattle this weekend: babybats, i.e. young Goths. Lots of buckly black platform boots and makeup more serious than I've ever attempted. Boots aside, they're being as sensible as Goths can be about dressing for summer. They just seem to have suddenly materialized. Does that say something about the current political & cultural climate, or do they, like me, just think Goths look awesome?
*"Normal" at their place often means Quite The Pah-tay. We're not there yet, but maybe someday relatively soon.
**Yes, I live within bicycling distance of Gas Works, but I was made up and I'd just had my second Pfizer dose.
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Afterwards, I had a quick dinner at home and then headed to Gas Works Park for modular synthesizers. That's right: geeks making bleeps with the stunning background that is Lake Union on a sunny day.
I'd forgotten how hard it is to find parking at Gas Works**, and I almost gave up when it occurred to me to try the side streets. The long stretch of gravel on Northlake Way east of the park was lined with temporary "no parking" signs that covered Feb. 25-Jul. 28; it was also lined with parked cars & RVs. I did not park there.
This was not shake-your-booty music. This was sit-on-the-brown-grass-and-listen music, which is exactly what the surprisingly large but socially distanced crowd was doing. Honorable mention: Nick Bigelow. He's the only one whose whole set I stayed for. I was still a little tired from the shot. I hope there's another event like this when I can a) show up on time, and b) not feel out of it.
One thing I saw at the concert that I've seen all over Seattle this weekend: babybats, i.e. young Goths. Lots of buckly black platform boots and makeup more serious than I've ever attempted. Boots aside, they're being as sensible as Goths can be about dressing for summer. They just seem to have suddenly materialized. Does that say something about the current political & cultural climate, or do they, like me, just think Goths look awesome?
*"Normal" at their place often means Quite The Pah-tay. We're not there yet, but maybe someday relatively soon.
**Yes, I live within bicycling distance of Gas Works, but I was made up and I'd just had my second Pfizer dose.