There were two couples on the bus both clearly from out of town. The bus driver droned on and on about our ridiculous politics and how the city had wasted all this money building bike lanes and now they are tearing them down and how we cow tow to the homeless and it's illegal to make them pack up their tents and move on except they did clear out all the homeless from the waterfront for the tourists - but they will all be back come November.
Not all of what he said was 100% inaccurate none of what he said was even close to appropriate.
And... he had a fucking tip jar! Now that's beyond tacky. Our city bus drivers - many of whole richly deserve tips - don't have tip jars and he certainly should not.
Also... the brochure says the free shuttle goes from Pioneer Square to the Space Needle. Turns out, it goes from Pioneer Square to the waterfront where they dump you off NOT where the brochure says but two blocks south of there. Then, if you want to go to the Space Needle you have to wait for the next one.
The price is good. The experience is a lemon. And I'm not even sure that's fair to lemons.
I got to Target. And got the last coffee pot. Well, the last one of the kind I wanted.
I used to love Target so much. I once took a job because they had a Target in the town. Well, not really but it was way up there on the list of Pros when I was deciding to move. The last maybe 10 times I've been in Target over the past maybe 10 years, I've tried hard and failed to remember why I liked it so much.
I do like the coffee pot. It's about 1/3rd the size of the other one. Yeah for counter space!!! I put the other one into storage after thoroughly testing the little one. I was mainly concerned about how long it would take to from cold start to hot coffee. 2 minutes and 28 seconds. I can live with that. And I can certainly live with the lower profile. Nice.
It was getting way too hot coming home so I hopped on the light rail but still managed to beef up my steps du jour.
Zoey is getting really weird when I'm gone at unexpected times. She's fine with my going to the pool in the mornings but she's not fine with my coming home and leaving again. Today when I got back she spent an hour standing in front of me meowing. I was beginning to think that Timmy was stuck in the well again. I gave her food, not interested. I gave her treats, she ate them and went back to whining. Finally she settled down but really, what's up cat??
Now I'm going to get some fresh ice in my tea and then sit down and see what Acorn TV has for me.