My wife was kinda short and pudgy, with an egg-shaped face. She was cute as could be, gorgeous to me, but an uncommon combination of…
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When I was young, Seattle was a city of rain, frequent and sometimes ferocious. The very heavy rains I remember from decades ago don't seem…
It was late summer, 1987. A hot afternoon was fading into evening, after I'd spent the day working six games as an umpire in the…
Riding downtown to Seattle on the #99 bus, I seated myself behind two 30-something women speaking Swahili or something, and their young kids in strollers.…
It's a lovely day at Seattle’s ominous urban transit center, where drunks loiter and preachers preach; where litter blows in the wind, last week's vomit…
For a year, I've rented a room in a comfortable but semi-dilapidated shared house, in a neighborhood that's too quiet for my tastes. I dream…
With my chair tilted back … and the cat in my lap, I thought I might take …a long afternoon nap, When out from the…
When I was a little kid, Mom did the laundry, but around the time I started making my own sandwiches, she decided I was old…
Seattle hosted the baseball All-Star Game a few weeks ago, so the city, of course, cleared all the bum encampments within parking distance of the…