Day Two
Got an early start this morning after a fitful night’s sleep on the couch. Mission one for the day was to track down a game that Reed was looking for, to keep us entertained tonight. This mission took us first to the University district, which was somewhat fruitless, due to everything opening later than we’d hoped. Also due to the fact that the game store we were looking for had apparently become an import trinkets shop. Strike one. So across the bridge we went, winding our way north-ish to the second game store on our list, only to find that it opened at “noonish” on Sunday and Monday. Strike Two.
Anyways, quick breakfast break for hash browns and cheese blintzes with blueberries and whipped cream. And more coffee. As a casual coffee drinker at best, I’m no longer accustomed to the swift ups and downs of heavy coffee consumption, so my energy levels were all over the place today.
Before we could make our final strike, we had to return the rental car, which was quick and painless. However, Joey’s van has a small issue that became progressively aggravating throughout the day. He’d had a small incident involving a large truck tearing off his front bumper, leaving part of the passenger side wheel well hanging in such a way that it made a terribly obnoxious grinding sound whenever the van was braking. So just about every pedestrian we passed gave us this look of abject horror as they saw and heard us roll by.
Anyways. We rolled on over to John and Steph’s house in West Seattle, and hung out in John’s studio for a bit, playing with the animals, the instruments, the gear, and so on. Good to meet them, and see where the magic happens.
Next stop was Pike Street market, and the surrounding areas for a lot of walking, a little shopping, and lots of gawking like yokel tourists. We made our final attempt at game shopping at the Downtown Barnes & Noble, to no avail. But we did find a neat little comics shop that helped me fill in a couple gaps in my Love & Rockets and Berlin collections. I might have to go back when we don’t have a parking deadline.
We cruised back to Joey’s for a few, then met up with John, Steph, Josh, Brad and Ty for pho and cream puffs at Than Bros. Josh hooked us up with some duct tape that we used to stop the horrid racket from the missing bumper, so we were relieved from our role as public spectacle on the way home.
A quiet evening playing dice brought the day to a close. Tomorrow is the Sam Prekop show, and most likely more shopping. Emily and Serene will be showing up later on (probably after the show), and of course, all hell will break loose from there.
More later…
