On Friday, the students all hosted a potluck for the staff, in return for having us and for the potluck they gave us in our first days of being here. The kitchen in the commons was crazy the night before and the morning of, with shuffling in ovens that somehow got everything done. I put together a green salad and helped load food into Sarah's car to take it down the hill to the lab. I think we'll have to do another one during final presentations, as some of the staff wasn't able to make it or just didn't know about it.
Afterward, Umi and I hit the road to go to Seattle for the weekend. Bryce flew in from Idaho on Thurday, A Sense of Gravity had a concert Friday and my yearly family camping trip was happening Saturday. Some of these things went smoother than others.
We got into Seattle around 5 and got Bryce in Capitol Hill. I was happy to switch drivers for the city, and the three of us went to Glazers Camera.Umi was totally giddy at all the cameras and wall of film refrigerators - I could barely keep up as his did laps around the island of gear display cases. Sometimes my lack of technical knowledge is a blessing. He ended up with a new (relatively speaking) 50mm Zeiss lens.
We parted ways after burgers at DeLuxe so Umi could visit his housemates and we could go to Brendon's show. The concert was at Studio Seven, a little place in SODO where most of the audience was upstairs in the bar. I think people really enjoyed them and David's ridiculously fast playing for his mic checks.
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| Not A Sense of Gravity, but there's what Studio Seven looks like. |
Saturday, I had an early morning photoshoot with A Sense of Gravity at Discovery park. We got together at 7AM so everyone could still get to work on time. They were fantastic to shoot and I look forward to going through them. There was a lot of yelling and frolicking involved.
As Bryce pulled back into the visitor center parking lot to drop of Pete, the dummer, our car turned off before we had stopped moving but as we were slowing down. Strange. He tried to start it again, and the engine was turning over but never starting. Pete had to run to work but the rest of the band came to see what was up.
Many phone calls later and us staring blankly at the engine, a tow truck was called. Not a bad place to be stuck, even through we had yet to eat breakfast. Everyone had gone off to work by now, so Bryce and I wandered the park eating thimble berries.
We got a ride to the Toyota dealer in the tow truck, making some some kids' days in the process. I was worried about our driver - no seatbelt, on the phone, talking about speeding.. and about his kids. We made it in one piece though. The car wouldn't get looked at until the end of the day, so Brandon, the keyboardist, was kind enough to give us a ride back to Brendon's to wait out the verdict.
No one was home so we went on a nice walk, getting a smoothie and buying art supplies at Dick Blick. I'm now ready (almost) to screen print.
Brendon picked up ingredients for a lovely dinner, as a thank you for photos and because of our dying vehicle. Thick basil pasta, fresh and cut at his work, roasted tomatoes and thick cut bacon with nine different kinds of cheese and fresh bread. He's such a wealth of cheese knowledge.
We made desert which was vanilla bean ice cream with canned cherries, sliced bananas, condensed milk, slivered almonds and chocolate shavings.
Sunday, Brendon and Bryce cooked breakfast - french toast, bacon and hashbrowns. In order for Brendon to be able to visit longer, he drove to his work at Pike's Place with us in the car too. Once at a red light in front of the market, Bryce and Brendon both ran out of the car and switched drivers as he ran off to work.
I crawled into the front seat and we stopped by the car dealership to get our remaining things out of the trunk. I was hoping they would finish late Saturday and we could pick it up the next day, but it required ordering parts that wouldn't be in until Tuesday.
We had a nice lunch at home with fancy cheese, bread and fruit. Eventually it was time for me to leave, so Bryce and I went on the long walk downtown to find Umi and our bus stop. My car being kaput was really unfortunate for the fact I gave other people a rides too. We decided to catch a bus to Everett and then Forrest was nice enough to wait around for us there (he lives in Everett) and give us a ride home.
I was sad to miss family camping. At least my car broke down in a park and not in downtown or on I-5. On top of this misfortune, my phone is MIA on a bus in Everett most likely, so if you call me, try to figure out who has it.



















































