Autumn is in the air, and I like it. I snapped this foggy photo with my phone yesterday at 8:00am. The nights are getting much cooler, making for foggy mornings, and yesterday was thick. It gave everything a Sleepy Hollow feel, but burned off by noon.
Summer was great, but the record-low rainfall, and all the sunshine gets monotonous. The rain and wind are welcome in my book. Pine trees are nice, but there’s definite lack of leaf trees in Washington. I’m from Pennsylvania, and I love when the leaves change colors. The air is crisp, the days are short, and the breeze blows the fallen leaves.
Speaking of Pennsylvania, I was reading someone’s blog during lunch today, and they were talking about toaster ovens. Odd, I know. Anyway, people were talking about how they use their toaster ovens. One person said they heat their hoagies in theirs. I thought this was even odder, since anyone who would use the term “hoagie” has to be from or is currently living on the East coast, specifically Pennsylvania. And if you know what a hoagie is, you should also know that if you broil or toast one in an oven, it’s no longer a hoagie. Toasting a hoagie magically turns it into a grinder. All this got me thinking about wanting some East coast sandwiches. The shit that pillow-biter Jared (he has aides) pedals is not even close to authentic. I’d eat turds from a cat litter box if I could wash it down with a real cheesesteak from D’alessandro’s and some Tastykakes. D’alessandro’s is in the Roxborough neighborhood of Philadelphia, and arguably makes the greatest cheesesteaks in all of Philly… dare I say the world?
The gears of relocation are in motion at work. The company wants everyone working in the Westin on October 30. So, in less than 3 weeks, I’ll be making the soul-crushing commute, along with 4 (or more) others from Oak Harbor. We’re trying to talk them into buying a minivan, which can also be used as a company vehicle while we’re at work. We’ll see what happens. I’m not holding my breath.
Tina and I continue looking for a house in the Seattle area as we gather financial records for the ass rape we’re about to go through. In fact, we have mortgage seminar to go to on Saturday. Can you believe I gotta go to school for this shit? I guess when you’re going into debt for a quarter of a million dollars or more, it’s a good idea to know what you’re doing. The seminar gets us a reach around during the ass rape. Simply excellent.
I still need to charge my digital camera and drive around taking pictures of Oak Harbor and Whidbey Island. I want to take some final pictures of the area to compare when I visit. I guess I still need a sunny day or two for that endeavor.
Tags: Camera, Cheesesteak, Vehicle, Work
