Well...it's slow going. But I've been surprised at how much people will, in fact, listen.

[betsuni]

6. No link, I have the paperback.

I liked the old Seattle before rich people took over, it had eccentrics and character. In the 70s as a teenager I skirted around passed-out old drunks on 1st Avenue to get to my ballet class on the second floor of the Bell Building in Belltown, which was across from a flop house for sailors. Last time I visited Belltown I couldn't even afford to look in the windows of all those expensive hip and cool bars and restaurants, and those tacky overpriced condos! I can't bear pretentious coffee places where you have to order in Italian, no way will I ever buy bottled water and walk around with it as if I'm in the desert and might die from dehydration any moment, won't step foot in a Whole Foods. Etc. Can't stand any of it. I bought a large tin of Folger's coffee a few weeks ago and I drink it FOR SPITE. Take that, Bobos and your Starbucks and kale and yoga.