Yesterday and the Salon of Shame

I went and visited Chris again yesterday. It was good to see him, especially because he is no longer intubated. Andy and I stayed for a while, about an hour, but then Chris was feeling tired and having been intubated for almost 2 weeks his throat was sore and he couldn't talk much. There are some new abscesses that have formed in his legs and rest of his lower body, so he isn't out of the woods just yet, but the old ones are still healing.

Afterwards I went home and Poot came over. We went out to Meekwomooks park on Alki. It was raining so there were no people in the park, which was nice. We spent some time identifying plants including white pine and a large and beautiful yew tree. After that we hiked up through the park (which looks small but covers a large strip of land going up the hill into the center of West Seattle) and found some great tracks and other things.

One of our best finds was a fairly fresh Coyote skat. In the skat there was a lot of cottonous fibers mixed in which made us think that the Coyote had eaten someone's pet. They tend to do that here in West Seattle. My favorite part of our skat find was the perfect set of tracks the Coyote had left in the leaves/forest like loam. The legs were in the squat position. Poot and I had a good laugh over this.

Poot and I then went back to his parent's house and ate some killer chili. Then I called Drew.

I had forgotten to meet her downtown. I was in, lets say, a little hot water. I beat her back to the apartment and took a shower and after a little tiff between the two of us we got some food from The Bakery Nouveau, a wonderful French Bakery by our apartment and then caught a cab to the "Salon of Shame."

The Salon of Shame is a show inspired by "Cringe" where local authors and other people read excerpts of their most odious and embarrassing diary entries from their childhood and teenage years. Last night's salon included a girl with a statutory crush and the first inclings of homosexuality in one man's life (who at the time of writing did not know he was gay). There was also mention of the Commodore 64 and Tears for Fears.

All in all there were fourteen readers and most were exceptionally funny. The last guest reader was a writer from Vancouver BC who only read old poetry, which was quite funny. I recommend to any person who enjoys a good laugh at other people's expense to check out the Salon.

Drew and I got a ride home from her co-worker and she promptly went to bed. I beat the Team Deathmatch mode in Unreal Championship for the XBOX.

My quote for the night? "Not that it matters at this range, but I'm a surgeon with this Flak Cannon." -Haberdasher