Saturday snapshots
As we passed Mighty O, the vegan doughnut bakery this morning - ah yes, classic Seattle option! - there sat a young guy on one of their benches, chowing down mightily upon a cheeseburger, with a bulging bag from Dick's Hamburgers sitting next to him, waiting to be plundered. I'm surprised some kind of alarm wasn't sounding in the bakery. He was probably going to have vegan doughnuts for dessert...
Later in the day on a brisk walk up into the hills below the zoo, I passed a homeless man sitting under a tree; all his worldy belongings neatly stowed in a rolling suitcase, watching a couple of pony league baseball teams playing on the newly restored field, complete with electronic scoreboard. Appealing smells wafted up from a barbeque down next to a dugout. Farther on, in the little corner park next to the zoo's south parking area, dozens of ctrows walked around, sat in trees or zipped by in the air, occasionally cawing but mostly making the strange marble-rolling sounds I've frequently heard them emitting. The sun was fully out, clouds cleared away by the wind, and the crows shone in obsidian splendor on the grass.
Returning home and going downhill, the baseball fields were full of girls' fastpitch softball games. In one dugout, players weren't sitting on the bench, they were performing loud, enthusiastic and complicatedly choreographed cheers; now there's an advantage to being a female player, your team doesn't need any extras for cheerleading, you can provide your own squad.
I thought about this last night: yesterday was March 4th, which was Jim Badik's birthday. He was a dear friend from our old hometown who died in a freak accident at age 28. Every year on "March Forth" I endeavor to honor him silently.
Later in the day on a brisk walk up into the hills below the zoo, I passed a homeless man sitting under a tree; all his worldy belongings neatly stowed in a rolling suitcase, watching a couple of pony league baseball teams playing on the newly restored field, complete with electronic scoreboard. Appealing smells wafted up from a barbeque down next to a dugout. Farther on, in the little corner park next to the zoo's south parking area, dozens of ctrows walked around, sat in trees or zipped by in the air, occasionally cawing but mostly making the strange marble-rolling sounds I've frequently heard them emitting. The sun was fully out, clouds cleared away by the wind, and the crows shone in obsidian splendor on the grass.
Returning home and going downhill, the baseball fields were full of girls' fastpitch softball games. In one dugout, players weren't sitting on the bench, they were performing loud, enthusiastic and complicatedly choreographed cheers; now there's an advantage to being a female player, your team doesn't need any extras for cheerleading, you can provide your own squad.
I thought about this last night: yesterday was March 4th, which was Jim Badik's birthday. He was a dear friend from our old hometown who died in a freak accident at age 28. Every year on "March Forth" I endeavor to honor him silently.
posted by isabelita at 12:12 PM
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My mom & I were watching a women's college basketball game yesterday, and I told her I thought they should have an all-male cheerleading squad (the cheerleaders shown on the show were all women).
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