Is it normal for a bar to have an entire bar set up with pull tabs and no bottles? Seems weird.
I also don't understand why they have the urinal set up at child height.
We had a pretty good brunch, though, and they've got the electronic jukebox where you can find all kinds of weird stuff. I've mentioned that there are some shortcuts in the neighborhood; the nearest shortcut makes this place about ten minutes away instead of 20.
I headed straight for the cemetery this morning since I wished I'd done that on Saturday. I'd like to walk a route that covers every road in there sometime, but my back wasn't happy with me so I decided to just push through, make a loop, and head back home. It was a very pretty morning and the views from there were neat, but I never found a good spot to stop for a photo. Oh well.
I'm pretty sure the guy who this belongs to knew I took a picture, even though I hid behind a pillar. Oh well.
This is actually the second time I've seen one of these outside a cartoon. The other time was in Madison Park of all places. I thought this guy at the bus stop was holding a tennis racket or something, but it turned out it was a sack on a stick.
This is one of the biggest boxes they've ever had!
Forest Park has always been the same distance from our house, but now that I'm ok with walking up the main street that leads there, it feels much closer. Makes for a nice morning hike.
When I first came downstairs, I could see a huge bank of fog all throughout the valley that was tall enough to block most of the view of the mountains. I hoped it would roll over to us, and I wasn't disappointed.
It was everywhere and very thick on our way out to breakfast, and then on the way home, the sun was beating down on all the fences, rooftops, and trees, and steam was billowing up off all them. It was really cool.
This has been a fun weekend. We went to one of the neighborhood bars on Friday (there's really only two) and ended up meeting a very cool girl and staying much later than we should have. The move up here has been great, but I've also been really lonely and I was kind of worried I'd never meet anyone interesting up here.
And funny enough, she's the neighbor of one of the few people we do know up here, who Garrett has known most of his life. Small world. Or at least, small town.
And because I forgot to post it, here's a funny candle I saw at a thrift store on Thursday. Picture if you burned it. Their poor faces would slowly melt off.
One thing I've noticed is that a city has to be a certain size before you see to many things like fountains and parks bathed in color-changing light. This is the only fountain I can think of off the top of my head in Everett. It lights up, but doesn't change color.
It's cute. But it's also funny to think that it probably cost way less than the neighbor's waterfall across the street.
Unfortunately, this is the view from the hospital. My father-in-law is sick with the flu or something like it, and at that age, that can be quite serious. He's doing pretty well, though.
We had to wear masks and gloves. That gold old pretty fast.