There appears to be a discrepancy in your "A Changing Face" story (July). Mike Oaksmith is quoted as saying his company tries to stay within the same footprint and Craftsman style of the homes he demolishes. Yet, the before and after photo[s] clearly show otherwise.
It's always a pleasure to see that, despite trips and tripping, you remain light at heart, if not of foot ("A Fall Down the Stairs Leads to an Ego Trip," by Roberta Cole).I, too, have enjoyed a closer association with the pavement of Madison Park than one would normally hope to enjoy - my trip being just a block short of my goal of Bert's Red Apple and the nearby Tully's coffee shop, where my daughter had gifted me with a well-filled coffee card waiting to be initiated.
Adulthood began trickling into our veins as we lept from grade 4 to 5, our finely tuned imaginations spawned anticipation for lives unfolding. Movies and the lines they were famous for supplied valuable tools for the budding awareness of life as we relived scenes over and over from our favorite movies.
On June 28, the U.S. Supreme Court ruled in a 5-4 decision that public schools could not use a student's race as a factor in determining where he/she are allowed to go to school. The Seattle Public Schools had been using race as a determining factor for several years, often deciding that the pigment of a student's skin color was of more importance than his/her academic progress, talents and interests and whether his/her placement in a new school would separate him/her from the people he/she grew up with.
I expected huge crowds, lots of excitement, and frankly a more exciting game. It was the championship game of the All Nations Cup after all, but sadly the event fell short of my expectations and most likely other's as well.The crowd, although big enough to make noise, only took up one half of one side of the stadium, not exactly the turnout I thought an event like this should have. And the game between Brazil and Russia left too much to the imagination. In the first half Brazil scored first, and Russia quickly followed with a goal a minute into the second half.
I recently dreamed about President George W. Bush. I have never dreamed about a president before. I was in an especially good mood because I was in what I call Shakespeare Country - Ashland, Ore. - where I had seen eight plays and would gladly see five of them again, had eaten all kinds of food but fast, shopped to what my purse could bear, and enjoyed the company of three friends. But the dream had taken place: I called the president, and he answered the phone.I spoke and told him I had not expected the call to go directly to him. He said he had nothing else to do.
Here is the most perplexing question in all of local Seattle politics, exceeding in oddness even queries like "How come nobody can decide what to do with the Alaskan Way viaduct?" and, "Why do we have 643 different agencies running public transit?" It is this: Why does Seattle Mayor Greg Nickels despise nightclubs?Once Hizzonner's war on nightlife was declared, of course, it's easy to see why local media has played right along. TV news feeds on crime, and on its viewers' fear of crime and on its viewers' fear of hundreds of intoxicated Negroes milling around the Wrong Neighborhoods at 2 a.m.
Here is the most perplexing question in all of local Seattle politics, exceeding in oddity even queries like "How come nobody can decide what to do with the Alaskan Way viaduct?" and, "Why do we have 643 different agencies running public transit?" It is this: Why does Seattle mayor Greg Nickels despise nightclubs?Once Hizzonner's war on nightlife was declared, of course, it's easy to see why local media has played right along. TV news feeds on crime, and on its viewers' fear of crime and on its viewers' fear of hundreds of intoxicated Negroes milling around the Wrong Neighborhoods at 2 a.m. on a Saturday and the Bad Things that can sometimes then happen.
The dog days are upon us. The sun's shining (at least some days). The hydros are running. The sidewalk cafés are full of happy eaters. Nothing's getting done in the offices, because someone responsible for signing off on that next important deal is always on vacation, somewhere in that corner of eastern Oregon where cell phones still don't work.And it's the time of year when the joys of apartment living are the most evident. In the short, gray days of S.A.D. season, residents are known to dash in and out of their units, spending as little time as possible in their buildings' public areas, spending as little time as necessary outside their cocooned units.
NOA SCHNITZER No. I used to live on the Hill but I left because I found something cheaper. I pay half of what I used to living in Ravenna and I have a yard and a garden.
There's been a lot of talk on the streets of Wallingford lately about the new businesses moving into the neighborhood - literally! The other day I found out a new Starbucks was opening up. Ironically, I was sitting on my deck reading "Moby Dick" when I heard a woman who lives in a condo across the street from me shouting to her neighbor about how "awesome" it was going to be to have a Starbucks "within walking distance." Then she hopped in her SUV and drove away.
As a longtime Wallingford resident, it's always difficult to see our small businesses struggle. I appreciate articles like "Friendly Competition? Smaller Stores Wary of Pharmaca's Opening in Wallingford Center" (July 4, 2007) because it gives us a fuller picture of what's really going on. People want to support independent businesses, and this was stated firmly at the October 2005 community meeting in Wallingford Center that addressed what we all wanted to see in there.
At least 6,000 people are homeless in Seattle on any given night, according to the city's website (www.seattle.gov). While browsing the page I thought of the young people in my University District neighborhood asking for money on the street. I want to help them, but Idon't exactly have extra money to pass around.Then I thought, just because I don't have money to offer doesn't mean I don't have time. I looked into ways to volunteer. I didn't have to go far.ROOTS (Rising Out of the Shadows) is a homeless shelter in the U-District for 18- to 25-year-old homeless young adults.
I expected huge crowds, lots of excitement and, frankly, a more exciting game. It was the championship game of the All Nations Cup after all, but sadly, the event fell short of my expectations and most likely others' as well.The crowd, although big enough to make noise, only took up one-half of one side of Memorial Stadium, not exactly the turnout I thought an event like this should have. And the game between Brazil and Russia left too much to the imagination.
Here is the most perplexing question in all of local Seattle politics, exceeding in oddness even queries like, "How come nobody can decide what to do with the Alaskan Way Viaduct?" and "Why do we have 643 different agencies running public transit?" It is this: Why does Seattle Mayor Greg Nickels despise nightclubs?Once Hizzonner's war on nightlife was declared, of course, it's easy to see why local media has played right along. TV news feeds on crime, on its viewers' fear of crime and on its viewers' fear of hundreds of intoxicated people milling around the wrong neighborhoods at 2 a.m. on a Saturday and the bad things that can sometimes then happen.