Train Travel
Everytime I take the train I wonder why I don’t take the train more. As soon as they add wifi, it’s officially the only way to go from Seattle to Portland. The stations are downtown, the chairs are comfy, they show second run movies, plus there’s a dining car, it’s got it all. Intercity train travel basically falls in between vanpools and personal trucks, so not terrible. Routes on my list:
-Seattle to Eugene
-Seattle to Vancouver
-Everett to Glacier NP
The last route is an all night ride, so you get to Whitefish, MT around 7am. That means you can leave Friday night and then be skiing on Big Mountain the next morning and back for work Monday morning. Who’s game?
Man vs. Food
The Seattle episode of Man vs. Food was on tonight. Hit Beth’s 12 egg omlet just down the street. No Gorditos, but at least he hit Red Mill burgers. Apparently one of his top burgers in the country. Like some more validation. I really need to find a way to know about things like this happening before it actually happens. Start watching it now.
I can’t get enough of this guy. Trying to figure out a way to make him a bigger part of my life.
Another story occurred while Henderson was playing for the Oakland A’s. Team bookkeepers could not account for a $1 million discrepancy in their finances. The mysterious figure was eventually traced to Henderson, who had received the sum as a signing bonus. Instead of cashing the check, he had it framed, and it still hung on his wall.
Are you following the presidential race?
Not at all.
You’re not? You know there’s a Black guy running, Barack Obama and then there’s Hillary Clinton.
His name is Barack?!
Barack Obama, yeah.
Barack?!
Barack.
What the fuck is a Barack?! Barack Obama. Where he from, Africa?
Yeah, his dad is from Kenya.
Barack Obama?
Yeah.
What the fuck?! That ain’t no fuckin’ name, yo. That ain’t that nigga’s name. You can’t be serious. Barack Obama. Get the fuck outta here.
You’re telling me you haven’t heard about him before.
I ain’t really paying much attention.
I mean, it’s pretty big if a Black…
Wow, Barack! The nigga’s name is Barack. Barack? Nigga named Barack Obama. What the fuck, man?! Is he serious? That ain’t his fuckin’ name. Ima tell this nigga when I see him, “Stop that bullshit. Stop that bullshit” [laughs] “That ain’t your fuckin’ name.” Your momma ain’t name you no damn Barack.
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Fucked Up - Year of the Pig
