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Thursday, November 27, 2003

 

A beautiful day in the neighborhood



Today was one of those days that made me want to move to Seattle in the first place. The smell of woodsmoke filled air as I walked Lucy around the neighborhood. There are still some trees with a few leaves left, but most of them have fallen. It was cool and overcast, but visibility was high enough that I could see the Olympics to the west and the Cascades to the east. And just to round things out, Mt. Rainier was looming over downtown as I drove to work. (Note to folks living elsewhere: when one can actually see Mt. Rainier through the clouds & whatnot, the locals say that �the mountain is out�. There is one stretch of I-5 southbound that actually slows down to a crawl on such days. Even though we all know that the mountain is there, we are always surprised when we see it.)

And yes, I am here at work today, thankful for the job but not really happy to be working on the holiday. Ah well, it comes with the territory. My question to you is, what the hell are you doing on the computer on Thanksgiving? I mean, I�m stuck here. What�s your excuse? Why not get out and enjoy what�s left of your holiday?

(Obviously, the above is aimed at my fellow Americans. If you�re visiting my little corner of the web from Somewhere Else, carry on. Although you, too, might want to get outside and enjoy the ways in which autumn has visited your neck of the woods.)

(Those of you in the Southern Hemisphere, um, go to the beach or something.)