More Seattle
Nov. 27th, 2006 05:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aprilstarchildAfter I made my first post about Seattle Saturday night, Jarrod and I bundled up and wandered around a bit. Westlake mall downtown is getting a Lush store. I was tempted to take pictures of all the signs in the window. I know I gloated a bit--we've had one for, what, two years now?
We paid a few dollars to go on a Merry-Go-Round sponsered by Qwest. It was a bit surreal, but I love Merry-Go-Rounds. I managed to kiss Jarrod while it was moving. We went into Left Bank Books, and I got one of the Post Secret books. Pike Market was pretty much closed though, so we didn't stick around.
We grabbed a copy of The Stranger (like The Portland Mercury! Except lots thicker!) and paged through it despite the wind. I called![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
thorongil8, who was in Whistler, and seemed startled. After going back to the hostel to warm up a bit, and poking through The Stranger some more, I found an ad for a place called Can-Can that had a burlesque/vaudeville show that night, with live music, and it was literally under Left Bank Books.
The show itself was fun. Music! Dancing! Low-brow comedy! The band was called The Bad Things (their lead singer had castanets), the act was called The Castaways. There was a really awesome bellydancer, too, named Fuschia Fox. Her isolations were to die for. The only things marring the night--even though we were an hour early, the place was so tiny that it was standing room only, so Jarrod and I were crammed in this tiny spot next to the sound controls. The other is that a bunch of people were there for a birthday party, and they were really drunk and rowdy. I mean, seriously.
On a definite upside--the uniform for women working there consists of a tshirt or tank top, an underbust corset, and a flouncy knee-length skirt. Cleavage everywhere, holy shit.
As far as sleeping, I really could have used some earplugs. Our room was right off a heavy door to the hallway, and it made a loud noise whenever it was shut. We had the window cracked open because the room was warm, and all the city noises and sirens came through. There are helpful fans over each bed, and I had mine turned on for the white noise, but it really didn't help. It didn't feel like I slept much at all.
We had hot dogs for breakfast. No, seriously. There's this place called Cyber-Dogs next to the convention center, and they have all sorts of vegan dogs. I took a few good pictures in there, you'll have to see the place. The woman working there was from Austin, which made me think oftanjent.
We did visit Pike's Market, but we didn't stay long. I think it was just too crowded. I did get a couple of comic books at a geek store (that's just what it was--a geek store. They had Magic cards and figurines and coffee cups and posters and comic books of all manner of sci-fi and fantasy and just geeky things), an issue of Small Favors (a "girly porno comic book") and the second issue of I Feel Sick by Jhonen Vasquez (which I recommend to any Invader Zim fans, because he did it at the same time, and the art style is sometimes similar, and some of the dialogue is just as zany). I also got Nag Champa soap at a slightly-pagan store, it smells sooo good. Mm, I smell like a (clean) hippie. So does the bathroom at the moment.
The catalog Lark in the Morning has a storefront in Pike Market as well. I sat and played the harps there for god (and Jarrod) knows how long. They have the Stoney End harp I've wanted for ages. They also had a Triplett Axline, which holy shit, is even better. I mean, christ on a cracker. That's a gorgeous harp. Also twice as expensive as the Stoney End one, which I like a lot, so I think that's still my goal. I should probably play the one I have right here, but it's not nearly as much fun to play a 22-string harp as it is a 29-string harp.
Ever heard of Babeland? They have an ad on the back of Bust, damn near every issue. Their storefront is much smaller than I expected but very nice. If my batteries on my camera weren't dead by then, I might've taken a picture of the outside (there's one on the website). It was surprisingly full of shoppers, and the salespeople are the wonderful friendly kind you run into at, say, It's My Pleasure, or Spartacus. When you buy something, the bag is the super-spiffy kind you get at Victoria's Secret. I've seen people use VS bags to carry their lunch or wtf-ever on the max, I think I'm going to use my Babeland bag to carry my knitting or something, just to see if anyone notices. And I'm so jealous, they have a class on bondage taught by Midori herself (the author of "The Seductive Art of Japanese Rope Bondage"), in February.
What else did we see? Hm. When we went into Babeland it was hailing. When we left, it was snowing! We went to a bookstore called Twice-Sold Tales, which has several very good (and rather fat) cats, and then headed home.
I have pictures on my camera, and general thoughts on Seattle vs. Portland, but they'll have to wait.
We paid a few dollars to go on a Merry-Go-Round sponsered by Qwest. It was a bit surreal, but I love Merry-Go-Rounds. I managed to kiss Jarrod while it was moving. We went into Left Bank Books, and I got one of the Post Secret books. Pike Market was pretty much closed though, so we didn't stick around.
We grabbed a copy of The Stranger (like The Portland Mercury! Except lots thicker!) and paged through it despite the wind. I called
thorongil8, who was in Whistler, and seemed startled. After going back to the hostel to warm up a bit, and poking through The Stranger some more, I found an ad for a place called Can-Can that had a burlesque/vaudeville show that night, with live music, and it was literally under Left Bank Books. The show itself was fun. Music! Dancing! Low-brow comedy! The band was called The Bad Things (their lead singer had castanets), the act was called The Castaways. There was a really awesome bellydancer, too, named Fuschia Fox. Her isolations were to die for. The only things marring the night--even though we were an hour early, the place was so tiny that it was standing room only, so Jarrod and I were crammed in this tiny spot next to the sound controls. The other is that a bunch of people were there for a birthday party, and they were really drunk and rowdy. I mean, seriously.
On a definite upside--the uniform for women working there consists of a tshirt or tank top, an underbust corset, and a flouncy knee-length skirt. Cleavage everywhere, holy shit.
As far as sleeping, I really could have used some earplugs. Our room was right off a heavy door to the hallway, and it made a loud noise whenever it was shut. We had the window cracked open because the room was warm, and all the city noises and sirens came through. There are helpful fans over each bed, and I had mine turned on for the white noise, but it really didn't help. It didn't feel like I slept much at all.
We had hot dogs for breakfast. No, seriously. There's this place called Cyber-Dogs next to the convention center, and they have all sorts of vegan dogs. I took a few good pictures in there, you'll have to see the place. The woman working there was from Austin, which made me think of
tanjent. We did visit Pike's Market, but we didn't stay long. I think it was just too crowded. I did get a couple of comic books at a geek store (that's just what it was--a geek store. They had Magic cards and figurines and coffee cups and posters and comic books of all manner of sci-fi and fantasy and just geeky things), an issue of Small Favors (a "girly porno comic book") and the second issue of I Feel Sick by Jhonen Vasquez (which I recommend to any Invader Zim fans, because he did it at the same time, and the art style is sometimes similar, and some of the dialogue is just as zany). I also got Nag Champa soap at a slightly-pagan store, it smells sooo good. Mm, I smell like a (clean) hippie. So does the bathroom at the moment.
The catalog Lark in the Morning has a storefront in Pike Market as well. I sat and played the harps there for god (and Jarrod) knows how long. They have the Stoney End harp I've wanted for ages. They also had a Triplett Axline, which holy shit, is even better. I mean, christ on a cracker. That's a gorgeous harp. Also twice as expensive as the Stoney End one, which I like a lot, so I think that's still my goal. I should probably play the one I have right here, but it's not nearly as much fun to play a 22-string harp as it is a 29-string harp.
Ever heard of Babeland? They have an ad on the back of Bust, damn near every issue. Their storefront is much smaller than I expected but very nice. If my batteries on my camera weren't dead by then, I might've taken a picture of the outside (there's one on the website). It was surprisingly full of shoppers, and the salespeople are the wonderful friendly kind you run into at, say, It's My Pleasure, or Spartacus. When you buy something, the bag is the super-spiffy kind you get at Victoria's Secret. I've seen people use VS bags to carry their lunch or wtf-ever on the max, I think I'm going to use my Babeland bag to carry my knitting or something, just to see if anyone notices. And I'm so jealous, they have a class on bondage taught by Midori herself (the author of "The Seductive Art of Japanese Rope Bondage"), in February.
What else did we see? Hm. When we went into Babeland it was hailing. When we left, it was snowing! We went to a bookstore called Twice-Sold Tales, which has several very good (and rather fat) cats, and then headed home.
I have pictures on my camera, and general thoughts on Seattle vs. Portland, but they'll have to wait.
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Date: 2006-11-27 06:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-27 07:07 pm (UTC)I did like the place that had nothing but wind-up toys though. *lol*
Damn, I love that icon. :^)
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Date: 2006-11-27 07:11 pm (UTC)