I’m loving this trip up to Seattle. Summary: brunches, dancing, artsy funky freaky rummage sales, 25 year old girls with braces, air matresses, walks in the woods, thai food three nights in a row, yohimbe cocktails, meeting a friend’s fantastic new boyfriend, seeing Scott, missing Tim, tea with my father, discussions of politics and Michael Moore, people watching at Lulu’s, a scandalously low cut purple shirt, a wet mild chill, and tomorrow: to see Hank. See you again Tuesday.