Seattle
The family took sometime off and went up to Seattle to visit my wifes dad, further know as Mr. S. It usually takes us about three hours to get to Seattle from Portland by car. When the roads are good and the traffic relatively light it can be done faster. H*ll it’s only 150 miles!. Anyway, on to the story. Got to Mr. S’s place on the beach in West Seattle, unpacked and cracked a cold one. It’s always fun to visit, his apartment building always has some crazy people inhabiting it. This time is was “Phylis” from down stairs. This poor girl is so mixed up between the ears. Evidently her boyfriend dumped her or she thinks he’s gonna dump her or some other manifestation. Talking to her was like talking to a Mobius Strip, the circular logic was outstanding. First, it was I’m dumping him, the next sentence was about how good he is to her or something like that. Phhhht! I was getting a headache. We woke up the next morning and did our customary walk to get coffee. We decided on the way to have breakfast instead, so we stopped at a little cafe and chowed down. Mr. S paid with a credit card and we were off to get ready for our trip to the Seattle Zoo. We get to the door and he pulls out a key, it’s just not the one for this door. Now we’re hanging out in the hallway waiting for him, he needs to wake up the super to get a key. This seemed to take forever because the super was kind of dazed about getting up so early. The wife and I wonder if the super had gone back to sleep after the first round of knocking because he became silent for what seemed like an eternity. Finally he awoke from his slumber and produced a key, we all thanked him and went an prepared for the day. Just before we were to hop in the Burb and head out, Mr. S exclaimed he couldn’t find his credit card. We all looked around for awhile but couldn’t find it until the wife spotted it right in the middle of the living room floor. Misplacing a credit card is not a fun circumstance. So when he lamented he couldn’t find his cel phone, the drill was on again. First thing I did was call his phone but since he had shut it off, All I got was his answering machine. Who shuts off their phone nowadays? Poor guy’s day didn’t get any better. After perusing several of the displays at the zoo, the littlest one started getting hungry. After stopping at the overpriced and horrible tasting food court for nourishment, the next tragedy occured. Mr. S offered the little one a sip of his Pepsi and she promptly dumped 90% of the contents on his overpriced corndog, chili and fries. I just busted out laughing to his chagrin. He was not a happy camper. But it gets better, while cleaning up his mess after eating he accidentally knocks the spoon with the chili residue on it all over the front of his shirt. At this point even he’s laughing at his misfortune. We toured around for a bit longer before heading back to his pad, where the last disgrace was to happen. The little one loves yogurt and so do we it makes a good snack in between lunch and dinner. The wife and I are taking in what is left of the sunset when Mr. S strides towards us showing off his new mark of fame. A big splattering of cherry yogurt across the back of his leg. Oh the infamy! Click below for some pics I took at the zoo with the D80. I’m still getting used to all the different functions and didn’t stray to far from the automatic settings. Enjoy
