What’s this “6th floor” business?

The short answer is that for just under the past month, Dawnise and I (and the cats) have been living in an one-bedroom apartment on the south east corner of the 6th floor of the south east tower of the Harbor Steps – a relatively upscale apartment building in downtown Seattle. We can just see the waterfront from the bedroom window, and the living room has windows all along the east-facing wall, with a view into the city. We’re not really high enough to get a great panorama.

My walk to work is about 15 minutes, along the water, through Pikes Place Market. It’s almost surreal – watching the grocers and fish-mongers setting up in the morning – seems like something out of a movie. We have one of the cars with us – and take it out occasionally (mostly for trips to the local Costco, and yesterday for a jaunt to Archie McPhee’s), but most everything we need is in walking distance.

I’ve never been a “city person”; always lived in the suburbs, figured that driving was pretty much built-in to getting anywhere. I’ve spent enough time in NY to have had a taste of city life, and it never really appealed to me. Which is why it was completely unexpected when I realized that when we ultimately buy a house up here (more on that later) I’ll miss living down-town.

[tap, tap] ‘s this thing on?

I had a strange experience the other day – I finally “got” LiveJournal. I had always thought of LiveJournal (and blogging in general) as the most egregious example of sharing your proverbial vacation photos with an uninterested world.

A year or so back, Titus tried to explain the value of LJ to me: how he and his classmates at Mudd had been inseparably close until graduation and then scattered to the wind, and that using LJ was a tool to keep in touch, after a fashion.

Time passes, and in the middle of October, Dawnise and I move to Seattle. The other day, I wanted to feel connected to friends in Southern California. And blogging made sense.

I tried signing up for Live Journal – and their registration insisted that all my proposed passwords were based on reversed dictionary words (which they aren’t – not even remotely) and I gave up after three attempts. Instead, I grabbed Movable Type and installed it on the webserver that hosts my domain. I’m not sure how often I’ll post here, but for whatever it’s worth, I have a blog…