Back in the swing of things

Okay, so I'm not really back in the swing of things yet but I am back in town and boy does it feel good not to be in airports anymore. If there's anything I hate more than unpacking (and I reeeeeeally, really hate unpacking) it's flying. What a complete waste of time. You have to be at the airport 2 hours early, it smells funny, your ears pop, everything is crammed, takeoff and landing take forever, hopefully your luggage makes it, and whoala. Your entire day gone just so you can fly an hour to the next state.

Still, with my many and vast airport complaints out of the way it's totally worth it to fly out to the west coast for a mini-getaway. Seattle is a blast and I highly recommend it to everyone. Some things about the trip...

• Um, could Seattle *be* any more like Minneapolis? The whole time I was there it felt like I was walking around Minneapolis but with an ocean. That was cool. And a little weird in a parallel universe kind of a way, but overwhelmingly cool.
• Penthouse suites are teh r0x0r!
• I saw a *real live* BUM FIGHT! We were walking down the street and ended up at an intersection waiting to cross, when across the road I saw two guys sorta slo-motion leaning their way to the ground. I wouldn't even lower myself to calling it a fall since it was an obvious drunken lean. One proceeded to sort of, erm, get on top of the other and had his hands around his neck. It was weird... I couldn't tell if they were playing, or getting their groove on, or fighting? It turned out to be the latter, which is a bit of a stretch since they were so drunk that the one on the bottom wasn't really doing any struggling and the one on the top wasn't really succeeding with the strangling. One of the bystanders called the cops but by the time she got off the phone the guy on top stumbled his way off, presumably for more alcohol. There were no bets involved.
• Pioneer Square was my favorite. Elliott Bay Book Store in Pioneer Square? It's a little bit of heaven.
• Biggest regret? That I didn't bring my camera to the library. I would have moved in to that place if I could have. Especially the red, subterranean uterus hallway. Wicked cool.
• Clam chowder is supposed to be so thick you can eat it with a fork. WHO KNEW?!
• For 2 whole days I walked around looking at signs posted in almost every single storefront saying, "GO HAWKS!" It wasn't until the beginning of day 3 I realized they were talking about the Seattle Seahawks football team and not some local basketball team. What can I say, sports just isn't my strongpoint.
• I realized on the way to work this morning that my body was demanding a Cinnamon Dolce latte. This is my public plea for intervention... why do I love the Starbucks lattes so?!
• Roger is hereby ex-communicated from all sopheava.com statistic bragging rights. My site stats took the biggest dip they've seen in *months* no thanks to him. Additionally there will be no photographs of Roger on my photoblog in the near future. I'm sorry Roger but you've brought this on yourself.
• It's pronounced SO-FEE-AVA, not so-fever. Although I've resigned to the fact that most people pronounce it SO-FEE-VA and that's a little bit of alright.
• This is also my notice to Roger that this site isn't a forum for his personals dating ad. Nice try buddy but let's leave the pimping to me, m'kay?

One more thing - it's nice to be out of the damp.

Okay two more things... my favorite words from the trip are "damp" and "moist", words we don't get to use a lot of in these parts.