Raincharm’s Weblog

Last night we went out to dinner and a show. Janis Joplin. The show traces her life and influences from a kid to her rise to stardom. And especially the influence of the blues on her music.

We believe the character identified as “Blues Singer”, as opposed to Aretha Franklin, Nina Simone, Bessie Smith, Etta James, Odetta Holmes or one of the Chantels, had a voice that was transcendent. While we all know how Joplin’s life ended, the show was not sad. It was all about the music.

Midway through the second act the singers that performed everyone but Janis sang Kozmic Blues and I Shall be Released. It was over the top and I started crying when the song ended.

I am not prone to tears, and it was quite unexpected. But sometimes the music just moves you.

If you go back through the blog archives you will find several references to eagles hanging out on the bridge signs and light fixtures.

As we were driving across the old bridge I noticed a bald eagle perched on one of the new bridge light fixture.

Progress. But no picture. Unexpected sighting.

This morning was all about the democratic process. We caucused with several hundred neighbors. Even ran into a few that we had not seen for a while. They were not in our precinct, so we had to part ways when they finally got things moving. It did not seem quite as organized as the last one, but they started with 16 precincts in one gym, and a huge turnout. But eventually the process took place and everyone got to have their say or vote anyway.

Post caucus was spent getting ready for a Kingdome memory shindig.

That’s Carl up to bat, and Griffey perched on the bench in the dugout.

A new plate, and a repeat of the Kingdome meatloaf.

Puff pastry domes for dessert.

(With Nutella) and eggs for Easter.

This was all shared with some friends. Kingdome memories abound. Fun seeing pictures of the kids, parents and players growing up. And this day in 2000, when the Kingdome came down in a matter of seconds.

Probably both today. Definitely the latter as it is ten minutes to work time and at least thirty minutes to get there. The occasional result of a carpool.

But it’s Friday and I probably am past 40 hours this week already. Not too stressed.

And I was able to put receipts into the family spreadsheet. And deposits to balance out the receipts. (Just realized I only put one of the paycheck amounts in out of four. Try to remember to add the others tonight. At least it would be an error that would not hurt us. Like finding 20 dollars in the pocket of a jacket you have not worn for a while.) Family arithmetic.

A view of spring.

A view of the new bridge from the old. Walking on the new in a week. Driving on the new a week or so later.

Well, it is 8:00 now, so I should start thinking about work stuff.

Happy birthday to the front row, second from the left. Shown here with her family.
I always associate mom’s birthday with the first day of spring. Spring flowers. And gardening is a passion. It all fits.

So, here are our current spring flowers.

With a plastic flamingo butt.
And the bats heralding another activity that starts in the spring.

It sounds as though mom and the local family will celebrate mom’s birthday this weekend with a dinner out. We also have a celebration planned and will raise a glass to one who raised me. (And this will not be at the caucus. I think they frown on toasts. But maybe not toast, it is in the morning after all.)

Our first ride from the U-link station. Crowded, but not uncomfortable. Faster than the bus, except for the hall hour walk to the station. Next weekend the bus routes change and there will be a pretty direct run from our block to the station. We have not figured out the bus stops on the station end yet.

And this should not reduce our walks to downtown, we have always had a bus option.

As crowded as the light rail was, the UW campus was more crowded. Not with students, but with families and lots of folks with cameras. The cherry blossoms seemed to be the draw.

Rainier in the distance.

We did make it downtown, wandered a bit, and then ate our salad during the pre-game warm up.

Good game to watch, but some poor calls let the other team win.

This is the day after the time change that I have chosen to lounge. It is a week after the change, but who’s counting.

The change did provide some good evening walk opportunities, so I really should not complain. And we found a new set of steps to climb.

One evenings travels provided this view of Mt. Rainier.

It’s towards the right, disguised as a cloud. ( This was taken from the second highest spot in Seattle.)

The next evening was a wander.

Communing with nature.

Wondering at the sheer number of cedars in a very small space directly above a wall.

Spring showers.

A different sort of selfie. I bet we won’t be able to repeat this picture within five years. Any building less than three stories is destined to be torn down and replaced with mixed use at five to eight stories. This particular example is only one block from the light rail station under construction, and currently being used as the construction office for apartments being built just west of this sight.

Construction of the bikeway on Roosevelt has begun. Parking on the west side of Roosevelt is on its way out. (I have been told the City decided not to move some of the displaced parking in front of our house, but have not received anything in writing.)

Enough for now. Time to change my morning view.

Today’s excitement will include christening the new light rail station at Husky stadium, on the way to and from a Sounder’s game. The neighborhood bus routes all change next weekend.

Real Change.
A local newspaper that is put out by and for the local down on their luck folks.
Also part of the Bernie campaign slogan.

It rained this weekend, but that is par for the course. The added attraction was the wind.

Saturday we walked to a birthday party. It was slightly wet. We did the Seattle thing. Wrapped the wrapped present in a plastic bag inside a carrying bag and set out. We took an umbrella, but the wet never progressed beyond a heavy drizzle, so the umbrella stayed closed.

We recently rediscovered this set of bridges across some ravines. They keep you off of the highly vertical gravel path (unless that’s what you are after) and away from the busy roads.

The highlight was the party. Our job turned out to be holding the 6-month old brother of the four year old honoree. It was a Frozen party, but not over-emphasized.

The second cake was made by a friend.

The wind on Sunday kept us in the house, away from trees. There were two trips out to the backyard to reset the tarps. MORE BRICKS.

We spent some time watching the NCAA selection show for March Madness. Not that we follow college basketball all that closely, but it is a family thing to draw teams and see who comes out the champion. Ashlan has the inside track with three of the four number one seeds.

Tried to get to bed a little early. Too bad our alarm is on my cellphone. Otherwise I might have been able to squeeze in a few more hours of sleep because we did lose power last night. Blinking clocks. But it could not have been for too long as Carl’s cpap machine was still on when we woke up.

Onward. How many non-reset clocks will confuse me today.

I had no real idea what to expect, but we both enjoyed this Sondheim effort. And I learned some history in the process.

We also learned that the combination of heavy rain and a Justin Beiber concert make for extremely heavy traffic. Luckily, we tend to leave enough time to wander a bit before a show, so we arrived in plenty of time.

Carl arrived back from Phoenix with five baseballs and a suitcase full of stories. He manages to meet all sorts of folks on these junkets; fans, players and lots of coaches. His own season is still a few months away, but less than a month to opening day.

Baseball season that is. Between then and now there are more openings that will impact our daily activities.

1. Starting work on a dedicated bike lane on the busy street at the end of our block. This will block a lane during construction and permanently remove hall of the existing parking. And move our bus stop one block.

2.  The new university light rail station is opening in a bit more than a week. We have a free ticket to ride on opening day, and a soccer game downtown. Only decision should be whether to walk the mile to the station or figure a bus route.

3. The week after the light rail station opens most of the buses we use to get downtown change to go to the new station. We are going to have to reeducate ourselves.

4. April 2nd is a day we can walk across the new 520 bridge span. Before it opens to traffic. Hope for no rain.

It has been several days. I had intended to blog. I intended to keep leaving on time ish. I obviously have not blogged. I am at 89 hours for two weeks with one day to go. So a mixed bag.

Things I found amusing over the past week plus.

I was on a phone call, really on hold most of the time. Working on things waiting for a person to help change my credit card number on an account that automatically paid three days after the card had been frozen and one day before the new card arrived. After ten minutes on the phone I tried to hang my cell phone up on the desk phone set.

It was a very early morning yesterday due to dropping two buddies at the airport for a five am flight to Spring Training. So I got to work very early too. Not the earliest person though. That’s our maintenance man’s time. I went to the kitchen for coffee and there was one pot made and two more in line. I helped myself to a cup and poured the second pot through. About 15 minutes later, Rex is at my door complaining that he just spent several minutes in the kitchen trying to remember when he had poured the second pot.

We have seen two shows in the interim. Both quite good. First up was the Women’s Chorus. A fun show. Special guests were Dos Fallopia. They are local but tour nationally. If you get a chance to see their slightly irreverent show I would recommend making the effort.

The second show was a Side by Side concert with the Garfield High School orchestras and the Seattle Symphony. We saw these when Rey was at Garfield. Usually in the high school gym. This year it was in Benaroya Hall! The occasion was to celebrate Marcus Tsutakawa’s 30th year at Garfield. His first year he had 19 students. Now there are 280 between the two orchestras, and they are quite good.

Spring has sprung, and in moments of not rain I try to walk at lunch. A few pictures from the last two days.

All for now. Coffee beckons.