A morning of visitors, expected and not. Jim was first in. We chatted for awhile on this and that. Then I answered some work questions. I did not mind at all. My trained replacement decided he wanted to not work for a few years, so some things are being learned on the fly by others. And I don’t mind providing clarity.
Then John came by to pick up boxes of bobbleheads we were moving out of our house. His son is currently a baseball bobblehead aficionado, and these will be a birthday present. And, I took him into the garage and he left with a container of motor oil. One more bit gone. More chit-chat, and then it was time for us to move out into the city.
We took the 67 to the 32 bus line, that took us up to Lower Queen Anne (near the Seattle Center). A few blocks walk and we were at the Behnke Center, a 400 – 500 seat performing arts venue.
A 3rd co-worker and her wife were among the performers.
As you may infer from the pictures, the concert was about resistance and protest. Through the years and from different cultures. One of our favorites was Labour, music and words by Paris Paloma, regarding a woman held down by a man.
[CHORUS]
All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid
Nymph, then a virgin, nurse, then a servant
Just an appendage, live to attend him
So that he never lifts a finger
24/7 baby machine
So he can live out his picket-fence dreams
It’s not an act of love if you make her
You make me do too much labour
Our friends were part of a native drum group backing the performance of GIMIKWENDEN INA
Music & Words by Corey Payette
Arr. Elliot Vaugha. Lisa, Tlingit tribe, made most of the five drums used in the performance.
Following the performance we ate out at one of our go-to Greek restaurants. The food was good, gyros plate for Carl and a lamb souvlaki pita with Greek fries for me. And time to get to the bus for the ride home.
Except when the 32 bus arrived the route said “Terminal.” This is what they say before and after they are in service. The bus driver didn’t say anything and a person did get off, matching the end of a route scenario. It was only after a different line came and went that I checked the app and it said the 32 had come and gone 4 minutes earlier. 😡 The next 32 was 30 minutes away, so we punted and walked into the Seattle Center to catch the Monorail. This holdover from the 1962 World’s Fair has just two stops, Seattle Center and Westlake Center. Luckily Westlake Center is also a Light Rail stop, which takes us within a half mile from home.
The Monorail arrived soon after we got to the station.
And we only had to wait a few minutes for the light rail. The newer 2 line for those keeping score. Going north from downtown the 2 line and 1 line are the same route, except the 2 lines are frequently shorter trains.
All in all an interesting day.
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