And Me Without My Camera
Today after dropping ellie off at school, I saw a 90ish year old feller driving one of those motorized scooter chair things. He was wearing a sombreo, with an origami crane taped onto the top. His basket was full of his Mobile Operating Gear or MOG. Usually the Mog consists of a cell phone, ipod, perhaps a laptop, keys... In this case, it looked like glasses cases, Kleenex, and medicine bottles.
He drove at healthy clip down the middle of Leary way, a major arterial, and then up a hill to cross Freemont Ave's 4 lanes of traffic without a pause.
My boss, Uncle Bob is being honored in WA DC--again. He is an amazing fellow, born in the ID, and a community activist that changed Seattle for the better in a gajillion ways over the last 50 odd years. Anyway, I am going to the dinner. It is a black tie event. I am looking for something that will go well with mr blue sling. See earlier posting for photo.
He drove at healthy clip down the middle of Leary way, a major arterial, and then up a hill to cross Freemont Ave's 4 lanes of traffic without a pause.
My boss, Uncle Bob is being honored in WA DC--again. He is an amazing fellow, born in the ID, and a community activist that changed Seattle for the better in a gajillion ways over the last 50 odd years. Anyway, I am going to the dinner. It is a black tie event. I am looking for something that will go well with mr blue sling. See earlier posting for photo.
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