I’m on the ferry again from Seattle to Bainbridge Island. It’s a fabulous day – the kind that makes you wonder why everyone doesn’t live in the American Northwest. Almost every time Sheryl and I come up here, the locals thank us for bringing the good weather. Maybe we have special Bainbridge weather karma. It looks just like the photo at left (not taken by me but by Kevin at LexBlog).
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From the natives here we thank you for bringing the weather. Visit http://www.SoldOnBainbridge.com for information on our island.
Chuck & Amy Getter
Bainbridge Island
Almost every time Sheryl and I come up here, the locals thank us for bringing the good weather.
The same thing happens to me. You don’t suppose they’re scamming us about this, do you? Maybe it’s not really dreary there the way they claim it is. Maybe it’s nicer than San Diego, but they’ve bribed the weather services to claim it rains there most of the time to keep more people from moving in.
If that’s true, they would have to tell visitors like us that there’s something strange about the weather when we come, when in fact it’s perfectly normal for them.
No, no, no – that was very strange weather with the bright sunshine and all. Roger was merely illustrating an anomalous event. It actually is cloudy and rainy pretty much all the time. Like today, for example. So all of you can just turn your U-Hauls around and head for someplace sunny, like Arizona.
Roger,
Ssssshhh!!! Next thing you know you’ll be telling them about the salmon, the skiing, the wineries …
The rest of you: just keep watching those ‘Frazier’ reruns. It rains here 24/7. Honest.
Only a city – Seattle – surrounded by Fort Lewis and the Stryker Brigade, Trident Nuclear sub base, Bremerton Naval shipyard, Everett Navy Base, Sandpoint Naval station, Boeing Defense contractors, Whidbey Island Naval Airbase could believe itself a tiny island of pacific civic virtue.
With that kind of firepower at your back it’s easy to think that Birkenstocks are tougher than Texas shit kickin’ boots (they aren’t; but don’t try telling the natives that). It’s what makes Seattle liberals so cloying and obnoxious; their liberalism is never put to the test; it’s a stand alone affair that costs nothing; and in the end Seattle liberals hold the precious return ticket should their infantile pacifism get them in trouble.
Sorry, yes, it’s beautiful here when the sun shines.
Valjean is quite wrong–it rains at least twice as much as that! Really!
Dan, you’re spot on about Seattle and the attitude. Interestingly, of one military sites you mention is actually no longer with us. And guess what? It’s the one in Seattle–Sandpoint NAS, that’s now a city park. Figures…
Ack! Preview is my mortal enemy. That should of course read “ONE OF the military sites you mention…”
Roger, Roger, Roger. For the last time: The weather here is atrocious. The restaurants are bad and the streets are bumpy. The traffic snarls reach from the Sound to the foothills and the cultural scene sucks.
One more set of lies from you about how nice Seattle is, and we will rescind your temporary visas and seal the borders against you. Do this a few more times and the Crab Pot Mafia will disappear you into Elliott Bay.
I’m being nice to you out of sheer self-interest. You and Sheryl may perhaps be welcomed at Mariners games if you LOSE the Dodgers hats. And remember in this town it’s not the “New York Yankees” it’s the “Damn Yankees.”
While we would like to have a NOT reflexively liberal superstar in our midst, we don’t need you so badly that we can allow you to broadcast the secrets of our little corner of heaven. The official line, as promugated by Ivan Haglund, has not changed; and you should learn it and repeat it often on your blog:
We believe in LESSER SEATTLE. Thank you for visiting us in the rain and leaving your tourist dollars in our pockets. You may leave now.
Don’t say you weren’t warned.