From the grave to the grave

This is Bruce Lee's grave. No one is sure really how he died, even today.



At the Henry Art Museum, an exhibition of 150 works staggered in a large room with the dates on the back. They're arranged in chronological order from one end of the room to the other, which was pretty interesting.



Moon Jellies at the aquarium.



Recently hatched salmon from underneath at the aquarium.



An asian garden cemetary plot near the Hendrix grave. They jumped on the hurricane bandwagon pretty early - these plots are not even occupied.



Jimi's grave.

Slices from the day

Hello, I'm a monkfish!



100 covers of "Blowing in the Wind"



Sign for the women's bathroom at the SciFiMuAHaOFa



Origins of the word "robot"



Heart Tour Jacket

Tourist Traps

Back in Seattle, I spent the day wandering around town. A catalog of the day:

- Took Sam's car for oil change

- Saw the Experience Music Project, which is a museum of music. Fun concept but it turns out sort of sterile and makes even something as recent as grunge into a curiosity to be marveled at by suburbanites.

- Next door to that is the Science Fiction Museum, which was even dorkier than I thought. I can't belive this place exists, much less separates exhibits into Weapons, Mars, Robots, Fact vs Fiction, Hot Scifi Babes, etc. I felt alternately very superior to the other attendees and embarassingly excited at some of the exhibits. (Dude, they had Tweeky from Buck Rogers)

- Next door to that is the Space Needle, which is a great view of the city and worth about 15 minutes of your time.

- Downtown is the Pike Place Market which is where the fabled fish throwers work and there are lots of vendors selling natural "medicines", macrame, cloth tote bags, organic foods, and yak-wool sweaters. This place has a ton of hippies but they're somehow less offensive than those in SF or elsewhere.

- More wandering.

Tomorrow, I'm going to do more of this kind of stuff and visit the graves of famous people.

Whistler at Night

  

I'll fill in this post later, but the weekend was made whole by two people - Greg and Kevin. Greg is this insane naturalist who was maybe the definition of "extreme" and Kevin was the topic of conversation for the whole weekend. Sorry for the shortness, but it's time to see the city of Seattle.

Just a good pic from way back (meaning, Jan)

  

And business is good

 

The sign on the menu at Longhorns. 

Cougar in Training

  

A "Cougar" is Canadien word for an older (>40) single woman who is totally on the prowl for a rich youngster, preferably from Microsoft.