*insert sound of crickets chirping*

[annathepiper]

So here I am at 10am-or-so on a Saturday morning at work, because I was asked to come in this weekend to contribute to important, urgent testing that needs to get done. All well and good. Except there doesn't seem to be another soul here right now! Not so good. If we're supposed to get urgent testing done, where the hell is everybody?

I was even half an hour later than my usual work schedule, since I got delayed getting out of the house this morning due to having to commit acts of cat maintenance. (Trust me, folks, you do not want me to elaborate on the state of Polly's litterbox.) Which meant that I missed my usual 8:30am-or-so 522 to get downtown. Which meant that I had to catch the 9am-or-so because the 522 only runs every half hour on the weekends. That part was fine, as it got me downtown around 9:20 and I was able to go to the bank and make a deposit. (Which proved unexpectedly pleasant as I got a new guy who was on his first day at the downtown Bank of America branch, and he was very amiable doing my deposit for me and then getting me some extra quarter rolls. And the guy in the teller booth next to him chatted with me a bit too and asked me if I'd been at that stand in Pike Place Market that sells the donut holes by the dozen, flash-fried, and oh so very tasty.) Then I headed over to Real on my usual going-to-work walk, including popping into the little market on 1st to get diet Mountain Dew.

I hope somebody shows up soon. I keep feeling like there ought to be a bunch of people jumping out from behind the cubes and yelling "BOO!" or something.

Special side note to howlinhobbit: was that you I saw crossing the street round about 9:40 or so, heading towards 4th along Pine, away from Pike Place Market? Wearing black and a hat and carrying something that may well have been a ukelele case?

Friday evening miles: 2.4
Saturday morning miles: 2.1
Miles out of Hobbiton: 901.6
Miles out of Rivendell: 443.6
Miles to Lothlórien: 20.4

Comments

[howlinhobbit.livejournal.com]

was that you I saw crossing the street round about 9:40 or so, heading towards 4th along Pine, away from Pike Place Market?

Nope. It's now 11:20 ack-emma and I'm still happily lazing about in my robe at 4th and Bell. (I hasten to add that this is my address, I'm not actually on the street corner in my robe.)

Had a dynamite gig last night -- great audience, terrific venue, good murrican cash money afterward -- and it took me a while to come down from that, resulting in a sleep-in this morning.

I am often at the Market. I work there three days a week and busk there sometimes as well, the latter being a situation that will increase as the weather gets better. If you ever take the mind to pop through one day give me a call (I think I sent you my number once, if not, let me know).

HH

[annathepiper]

Huh, wacky, I wonder if I saw your evil twin then. Or maybe your good twin? ;)

Glad to hear your gig went well, and yay, sleeping in!

I'll be happy to give you the heads up if I can pop through the market one of these days. It's a bit of a walk from Real, otherwise, I'd be showing up there for lunch!