Sure, I had 25 quizzes in my bag and could have settled in for 3 hours of grading this morning, while GVB ran the Seattle Marathon. But since I had my walkin' boots on, that's what I did instead. Seattle's lovely on foggy Sunday mornings. Also, here are some things I thought about on my walk:
1. There really is no excuse for me not to at least walk any available half-marathon while GVB is 'thon-ing. Folks twice my size and/or twice my age were doing it... Why am I so, so lazy??
2. The cops who get assigned route-duty just know they're being punished for something they did wrong in a past life. And they aren't afraid to let you know it, too.
3. More cowbell!
4. Acupuncture tables at the end of the marathon? Really, Bastyr University? Really?
5. California Rolls make a perfectly good breakfast, if one finds oneself in Queen Anne with an hour to kill.
6. Markets that require a code in order to use the restroom facilities should just post a guard at the door, specifically trained to sniff out the homeless and bar them from entering. We get it. No riff-raff. Aren't my boots code enough??
7. One and a half hours of a continuous Black Eyed Peas song loop is plenty. Turn up your stereo! Turn up your stereo! Turn up your stereo! Enough, already.
8. People like them some Starbucks.
