Kei and I spent Christmas in Seattle this year. The photo to the right was taken on Sunday evening, after our roast beast feast. The next day on Christmas we opened gifts in the morning and then headed to Kate and Jordan’s for brunch. Heidi showed up and made it a complete siblings Christmas. To all who we couldn’t see this year, Merry Christmas, and we send all our love to you.
I’m digging the online radio station Pandora. Calling themselves a music genome project, they play music that you haven’t heard but will like based on a few albums or artists that you enter. It’s like a radio station for everybody.
You have to create an account after trying it out so they can support it on an ad based model, but that seems fair. What I like most is that for every song it plays for you, you ask it why it picked it for you. Like — Based on what you told us so far, we’re playing this track because it features electric rock instrumentation, a subtle use of harmony, major key tonality, and other similarities identified by the music genome project. (Division of Labor). I can tell it I don’t like that particular song, then it learns what I like and don’t like. Hopefully this (along with John in the morning at KEXP and my sister Heidi, will help expose me to new music!).
I’m going to try it this Christmas with holiday music…and if Elvis’ “Blue Christmas” pops up I’ll make sure to give a big thumbs down!
It actually went on Friday at 10:00 am, about 15 minutes after Kei, Bertie and I motored toward the vet. I was still at the office when I wrote my last post, and didn’t know the power was back. So we quickly ramped back into the holiday spirit, our motors in overdrive.
Nina, Jeff, Pankaj, Philip and I went to Oaktree Cinemas tonight to watch “Casino Royale” for our holiday party — in an effort to go ahead on schedule during our emergency situation. The power is out in about 40% of Seattle right now, according to Seattle City Light and may be out until Sunday in about 50k homes. I haven’t gone back to may place yet, so I’m not sure if I’m one of the lucky “pocket outages” that are out til’ Sunday.
But I’m thankful that I have a warm and safe place to be during the day, and that Bertie can hang out at the Vet until tomorrow afternoon. Jordan and Kate also have power, so we have another place to go if it’s a cold and lightless weekend.
Thankfully we’re not on the Eastside, which apparently is like a warzone with 80% of the folks without power and trees are toppled everywhere. My workmate Tim had a tree come through 2 floors of his apartment building last night. Luckily no one was hurt. One thing is for certain, there will be many good stories to come out of this weekend’s little storm.
What is probably going to be the worst wind storm in Seattle in 3 million years is going to hit tonight. I’m stocking up on batteries, water and munchy trail mixy snacks. I’m not sure what to do with Bertie. I may get some hot water bottles from Walgreens and fill them up for some reptile heat. If nothing else, I suppose I could put him in my coat. We’re planning for at least 3 days of power outages up here.
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The snow that socked us in two weeks ago is almost a distant memory, as my snowman disintegrates into pine needles and grass. Ahh, the great circle of life. I actually never finished the snowman, as my power was knocked out moments before I was going to start the midsection — and I ran to light candles and blink around the inky dark of our living room.
Anyway, the snowman’s misshapen remains reminds me of this song that we used to hear at home for Christmas. It was a Gene Autry tune. The chorus was a group of kids singing “Where did my snow man, where did my snow man, where did my snow man go?” And in the middle of one of the “where did my snow man’s” Gene would pop out in a cowboy twang and tell the kids “Now there is no maaannnn”. Just a simple song but Heidi and I would always crack up over it.