lazy mondays

i dunno about the rest of yall on the hill, but today i just wish i could stay in bed till 10PM and then head to MOE.  this wish list would also have to include city market delivering me some of their tasty cheap bean and cheese burritos or 3piece fried chicken. and since i’m dealing on so many levels of reality right now…

it’d be nice if somebody could make me coffee right now too. maybe this girl?

oh and only one sugar please. i’m sweet enough already.

❤ chip

awesome….

….and right on. 

high five city market. not many mini marts can make me laugh out loud. 

broadway brings a schlew of perplexities and tidbits

good gracious, quotes are bodacious.

it’s been awhile since i last ventured down broadway bikeless, therefore failed to notice some pretty significant changes on the b-way:

• where’d the space potty go? you know…the porta-potty wedged between scccc and that awkwardly vacant building next to peet’s coffee.
• bailey coy is gettin their quote on. unlike the clever sandwich boards that city market displays, the literary giants over at bc are testing  your inner-reading skank with daily quotes. if you correctly guess the source of the quote, you get 20% off of any book
• why’d sound transit jack the art from the store sights between denny and olive that they so vigilantly booted out. what was the point of the temporary installation when demolition doesn’t start swingin until january… a totes depress fest.
• 8 block walk suggested we grub up at broadway cafe. good news, best advice ever! bringing a whole new meaning to ‘hole in the wall,’ the ironic joint is microscopic in size and monumental in proportions. you’ve done ballet,  you’ve done pita pit. venture three doors down.
• ah yes, and new vivace = FAIL. where are all the dream boat baristas that once made my coffee?

that’s all folks.