Sunday, January 23, 2005

Joanne's Walk

I decided after all that I was restless and needed to get out of the house for a bit. So at 3, wearing my trusty pedometer and MP3 player I set out. Little did I realize when I started that I would just keep walking and walking and walking. Two and a half hours later, I arrived home after having walked 3 miles and taken 11,964 steps. I went down through freeway park, down Pike, through the market and up Alaska Boulevard. I just keep walking and walking into Myrtle Edwards park. As the sun was setting, I finally decided to turn around. Damn am I tired. A few photos of the sights I saw...

Down on Pier 62/63 there is a section of fence covered with this red writing telling the tale of how there is some great assissination attempt on his life by GW Bush and SS and Hitler. I couldn't get all of it, but it seems he thought he was Adam Sandler.

The words painted into the fence are invisible if you look straight at the fence but from the side it had all these questions painted in very clear block style.

One of the Ponies on Parade. It is some charity thing and the ponies are all over the city. This one is in front of the Odyssey Maritime Museum. I temped there when I was still unemployed and the president of UAF (my alma mater) came in and we had a little chat about UAF. Probably he thought how pathetic it is that one of the graduates is a cashier at a museum.

Continuing down my field trip is a bunch of apartments and the Space Needle in the background.

In Myrtle Edwards park are 3 structures. Adjacent, Against and I think Above, but I'm not positive. The one shown is Against. Notice, if you can, the section underneath where apparently a homeless person camps.

Those rocks are all balanced on one another. It is so freakin cool. I wonder who did them and why.

Walking down Alaska again, the sun was setting. Little digital camera doesn't love the sunset, but somehow I think this one just looks cool.


Peeved Michelle said...

Very nice and citified. Seeing those picks reminds me of a conversation Bryan and I had yesterday as we were driving up the coast and looking at the ocean.

Me: I want to live where I can see the ocean. It relaxes me just to look at it.
Bryan: I want to live where I can feel the ocean rocking beneath me.
Me: Ok.
Bryan: (looking shocked because my usual answer is something to the effect of "maybe your next wife will live on a boat with you")
Me: But we have to move to Seattle.
Bryan: You'll live on a boat if we move to Seattle.
Me: No, but I will live on a houseboat. I think they're cool.

We reached an impasse.

Also, I haven't made it out of the house since noon and I only have seven screenplay pages to show for it.

Cindy-Lou said...

You're right, that last one does look cool. You saw some pretty neat stuff on your walk there, Joanne.

Anonymous said...

Those balanced rocks are cool.

Putnawa said...

Two and a half hours is a long time to walk three miles.