Sunset, Rose Bowl, January 1, 1969

“Not boring!” - Maria at work; “You lie about me on your blog.” - Mrs. Perils;
Archive for February 2004
Challenged by Dr. Omed and egged on by Rayne, I’ve created a category and posted a series of sunset pictures from the past year (working now).
It has a Spanish name, but it’s a long way from the Sea of Cortez.
It’s a sunRISE. So sue me.
Taken from the rooftop restaurant of a hotel. the Alamo-style building in the foreground is from around 1680.

An odd, springlike squall moved through Seattle Friday while we were walking around Wallingford/Fremont doing errands. It passed through downtown, then headed east past the University of Washington.
As it passed Udub, it formed a double rainbow, perhaps a sign that the cloud of the Hedges-Neuheisel era has passed (just kidding - I don’t really care).
To top it of, we saw the first crocuses poking their way through the soil. Seems a long way away from the Frozen Tundra of cheeseland, from whence I’m writing this week.
Or did they intend it all along?
I was driving down an “auto row” today in Milwaukee and caught the Nissan logo on a dealership out of the corner of my eye. It stirred a kernel of recognition in my memory, and I turned to check it out more closely. The clever thing is, they didn’t have to compete with Budweiser for incredibly expensive ad time at the Super Bowl.
I’m thinking of sneaking back there at night with one of those inflatable Woody Allen breasts and adorning it with the logo.