Archive for September, 2021


September 26, 2021

We watched a movie Friday night, at home. Dreamland. I say that only because it may have contributed in some small way to a dream I had last night. Very non-sequitor, as many dreams are.

The dream included a rented red Volvo station wagon, a dead woman in the back of said car, blood on the sidewalk just outside of the back of the car, several driveways on our block – but not necessarily in the correct order. A woman I work with, one of our neighbors, another friend walking by with 6 or 7 of her friends, 4 tickets to a Sounders game taking place that day (these were paper tickets and at least one was no good). There was also a lunch packed by Carl for the soccer game including a couple large plastic bags of popcorn, boxed sandwiches and a few other bits; except that we could only take in what we carried in our pockets. And we were driving the Volvo with the body in the back. At some point we realized the soccer game was not going to be a successful trip, so invited everyone to gather on the back deck, so we could be outside (Covid precautions). Heading back by the two houses and about 5 driveways there were numerous neighborhood children out playing, I was trying to figure out chairs, dishes, food and masks.

I can figure where some of the pieces of the dream come from. Others not so much. And why the thought of contacting the police or dealing with the body never played a big part.

I described the dream to Carl after I woke up. In response he asked me if I had seen the police body cam video of an officer eating a whole tray of donuts.

Blinging shoes is the primary task for the weekend. All necessary pieces have been obtained.

3 pair

But first we went to purchase a pair of shoes for Carl. And since that took us out of the city, across the bridge and lake, we decided to take our walk in a park on an island. It’s a big island, a city itself. A great idea. So great we had trouble finding a parking space. Once walking, it was not really crowded. There are courts, playgrounds, off leash dog areas, piers for fishing from, beaches and trails. It was a very nice walk, and warm. With no tents, encampments or litter. Luther Burbank Park if anyone wants the details.

Carl has his own project this weekend, getting ready for the Mariners last homestand. The very last game of the regular season is Kids Appreciation Day. Carl always takes balls he has gathered during the season, and hands them out to kids. His prep work. It’s not all of the balls, because he gives most away the same day he gets them.

Don’t look for the donut video, it doesn’t exist. Carl made it up. It sounded funny and almost plausible. Or maybe part of a movie or dream.


September 20, 2021

About one fourth of my project is complete. Saturday’s fun. That is one of four pairs. I couldn’t proceed on Sunday because I was missing one piece or another.

This was just as well as I had a bunch of work to do. And basically spent a full 8 hours at that. It helped that the weather was a bit, or a lot rainy, depending on the 5 minutes in question. We did manage to squeeze a walk in during the afternoon.

In other developments, we were checking on Carl’s suits. Carl’s suits are only worn once in a very great while, with instances separated by years. We pulled them out of the closet, and the pants for each of the 2 pair were motheaten. One of the two suit coats fit, and the one that didn’t also had a few moth holes. We did manage to pull together an outfit that should work for a wedding. Or a funeral. These are really the occassions where it might get used.

All of this is for an October wedding of one of our nephews and his SO. We are excited to go. And worried. And excited for them. And worried. And just plain confused on what is best to do. When we made our plans we were sure this situation would be in our rearview mirror. Instead we are investing in OTC Covid tests and comfortable masks.

The Fez – Updated

September 13, 2021

There is a long story behind the fez. It doesn’t mean anything. It is a goofy novelty from Archie McFees, from many years ago, and a friend who likes baseball. On a road trip to watch some baseball games in California, Dan joined the group in Eugene and set the Fez on Carl’s head, asking him to wear it on the trip. And so it began.

The Oakland fans started calling him the Grand Poohbah. Think about the Flintstones. But they joked around with him instead of heckling him as a Mariner fan.

The fez continued as part of the game experience for the rest of the year. And then the next year, and the next, … Carl became more recognizable. Those fans and stadium workers around our seats have been aware of his love of baseball, but this started to expand his name.

Then there was the Fan of the Year honor in 2014. And the 2 caricatures a few years later.

Street Fair Art
Seat Host Michael Art

And now, a song. Really. By another friend.

It was gifted yesterday, out of the blue. This is my video attempt, and of course my phone ran out of storage before they were done. Spend 5 minutes with us, it is a spot of joy. All Hail the Fez <– missing a few stanzas, but has the lyrics at the end. And here is the complete version – All Hail the Fez – Take 2

Thanks to Doug Peterson for the song, Jan Greenspan for the accompiament, Dan Dixon for starting it all, and to Kevin Shannon and Mark Handley for sharing all the ups and downs that being a Mariner fan entails and keeping Carl reasonably sane.

And for those who want to relive the 2014 Fan of the Year presentation, another 2 minutes.