It’s true: I bumped into someone and when I apologized, he said, “You Bet’cha!” It’s my first trip to Minneapolis and while it was just a glimpse, I’m intrigued.
Out for some interesting usability work, Toronto was more vibrant than I’d ever guess.
My new gig doesn’t normally involve sitting a couple hundred feet off the ground looking at containers going to the Far East, but it was certainly a bonus to get to do so over lunch.
Late at night, while drinking my fourth cup of coffee to power through another wire frame, the house was quiet, Vic and Galli asleep in the bedroom, and Frog and Ladybug were slumbering snuggly in their sleeping bags after their campfire died down.
One thing I like about my paying work is that it often takes me on interesting journeys. I didn’t wear a cloak to this gig, but I could have.
A quick trip to Chicago and it’s suburbs for work, so a perfect time to explore Chicago’s contributions to pizza.
I stopped for a bit of bird looking around the Potholes at Moses Lake. While it’s been around 60 degrees it is still very early spring with hardly a bud on the tree. I passed an early season bike tourer, loaded down and heading out of Ellensburg.
The trains run day and night through the center of Spokane. Elevated, you cross under them to get into the center of the town. On the south side of the tracks, there’s shelters, empty lots, and dive bars.
