The New Yorker

It appears that I have an accent.

For some time, people have been asking me if I'm from the Midwest. After I tell them I'm from New York, I always get the "OOOHH, then why'd you move here?" (thinking I was from NYC).

"No, I'm from Buffalo, not the city"

"OOOHH......where is that?"

"Do you know where Niagara Falls is? It's right there"

"OH yea! It's so pretty isn't it?"

"Yea, whatever, it's ok"

*This simulated conversation has happened roughly 150 times since I've been here. Regardless, people recognize that I'm not from around here, and it bothers me a little. I don't think I have an accent, due mostly to the fact that I don't recognize that people around here have an accent.

When I first met Steve's kids, they had Pennsylvanian accent, which threw me off. Of course, they didn't think they had an accent, but I thought they did, but they also thought that me and my sister had an accent too. Here, it's different, I don't really feel like I'm talking that much different. I guess my A's are pronounced differently and that's what gives it away. Whatever, I thought that I'd rant about it because it's been bothering me for a little while.

See-Hawks Run

Sorry this is so late, I've been pretty busy lately and haven't had a chance to post. I shouldn't say that really, I've actually been too lazy and tired. But, regardless, a few weekends ago, we were supposed to go bungie jumping, as you read in my post below, but that fell through. THEN I was supposed to go to Endfest (concert) and that fell through too. SO, me and Brandon decided to head downtown for the Seahawks pre-season game against the Dallas Cowboys.

After searching, and searching......and searching for parking, we finally found one lot with some space. Funny thing around here though is, there aren't any attendants to take your money or give you change, but there are little metal container things with slots to put your money in, and they are numbered to match your parking space. We didn't have anything but a $20, and since the parking was $15, we set out to find us some change. I should note that right next to the stadium is Seattle's international district, which is mostly a Chinatown. Everywhere we went to find change either wouldn't give it to us, or couldn't understand what we were saying. Frustrating. We ended sucking up the fact that our $5 was lost and shoved the $20 bill in the little slot.

We searched for the lines to buy tickets, and eventually after finding them, we were approached by a guy who had just found out that his friends bailed on him for the game. He was a season ticket holder, and had two extras he didn't want to lose money on. He told us we seemed to be normal, and offered us the tickets for $10 each, which were normally $70.

The seats were really good, as you can see in the pictures, which were taken by my phone, sorry about the quality. It was wierd watching the game without commercials, as this was my first ever live football game. Oh and the guys we bought the tickets from had binoculars, so I was checking out the sidelines, and got a peek of Drew Bledsoe and Terrell Owens. It would have been a lot more fun if the guy who was sitting next to me wasn't such a dickhead, and the people sitting in front of me weren't wasted out of their minds. But hey, we all enjoy sports in different ways.

The cool thing is that we exchanged numbers with the guys who sold us the tickets so that if they ever can't make a game again, they'll call us so we can go. I'm gonna have to start liking the Seahawks so that I can really get into a game, becuase it's kind of boring when I'm not really interested in either team.

Maybe I'll just move to Denver :]

SPLAT!

So bungie jumping kinda fell through for this weekend. We are still planning on going though, however, the bungie jumping people around here is in California for a month or so. We'll just have to wait. For those of you who didn't know, I was planning on going bungie jumping. I didn't really tell any of you, esp. Mom, because I know you would freak. But dammit, if I'm gonna die, I might as well have fun doing it.

Instead, I'm going to EndFest, the local radio stations annual big bash concert. Red Hot Chili Peppers and my favorite, Eagles of Death Metal will be there. I'm planning on getting dressed up for this thing, so I may post some awesome pictures after Saturday (if I can get off my ass and post more).

Oh, and I think I'm gonna rock Halloween hardcore this year. It's my favorite holiday if you didn't know. I'm definitely gonna either be Optimus Prime (a retro tribute to my former costume of 15 years ago) or Steve Zissou (Bill Murray in Life Aquatic). It never hurts to plan ahead. What do you guys think?

Mr. Saturday Night

This past Saturday, I went to Grays Harbor Raceway about an hour outside of Olympia, to see my favorite racer, Kasey Kahne in some serious sprint racing action. The action started at about 7, with qualifying and then the main qualifier events. Kasey ended up qualifying fifth, placing into the A-main event. He led for a while in the final race and then fell back to 6th or so. After a few cautions he eventually made his way back to 4th, where he ended up finishing.

It was so cool to actually see him in action, although it would have been nice to actually meet him. He did come out on a four wheeler a few times to talk to the audience. I guess when you have the kind of pull he does, they pretty much give you free reign of the whole place. I could have gotten a few good pictures of him if I had went down to the track fence, but I didn't want to seem like one of those oggling fans eager for just a glimpse of him. The real worth was in watching him race. Eventhough he didn't win, it was still an awesome experience.