Sunny days, sweeping the clouds away! On my way to where the air is sweet!
Can you tell me how to get--
How to get rid of this cold?
I've been struck hard with a nasty case of the common cold, one that has been long overdue for a endlessly busy person like myself. My exploding sineses, paradoxically stuffy and simultaneously drippy nose, tearing eyes, dry lips, and cold sweats are so not the business, especially in ironic contrast to the great weather Seattle's summoning. I would be the only person to catch such a crazy cold--expectant of typical winter weather--when it's 70 degrees out and the sun sizzles your skin to a nice crispy toasty warmth. It's not like I'm used to tropical-like weather, or any thing of the sort. -__-
But who's complaining? I love this weather: the rays on my face; the breeze in my long-flowing hair; the sound of leaves rustling in the wind...Long walks on the beach.
To add insult to injury, I am not only plagued by this cold conveniently during the best weather conditions ever--but it's also midterm time. One huge-mungous gigantorous biggestest research paper due tomorrow as well as two fat midterms, each an hour apart.
I laugh in the face of danger HAH HAH HA!
I've got a store of tissue paper, a bottle of water, and loads of DayQuil--arsenol's at the ready.
So. Much. Win.
I'm not a sports fanatic, per se, but I do happen to revel in the high-static atmosphere of an energized stadium where music blares across the stands filled with thousands of color-coded fans; where popcorn (or, my absolute favorite, kettle corn) pours out of giant tubs of fluffy goodness; where oily cheese pizza slices are larger than my face; where families arrive early so their little kids, aspiring to be big-time pro leaguers, can run down to the edge of the bleachers for a chance at an autograph; where people walk up and down the isles shouldering drinks and stadium snacks--the traditional like peanuts and the non-traditional like shiskaberries (chocolate covered strawberries on a stick)--while announcing their little sales tunes like "you may get a chance to boo or cheer, but it's always better with some ice cold beer!"
Some people may scorn the sports world, but it's one of America's greatest pastimes and a great heart-pumping, butt-squeezing tradition. This was the world I launched towards and its atmosphere I speared through just yesterday at the Safeco field for the Seattle Mariners' game against the Oakland A's.
The sun was bright, the sky was clear, and it was so intensely hot, I had to take off my black leggings to ward off my imminent heat stroke. We've been having luck with the weather, but I still prepared for a cold pre-spring day, when, really, I should've prepared for a typical game-day in Hawaii. It was glorious.
Here I was under the sunny sky on a 70 degree day in seat 8, row 9 right in front of third base, eyeing out Mr. Ichiro himself as he waited for his teammate to, as my mother wailed out next to me, "bring him home!" My family and I scored cheap tickets via stubhub, but SU oftentimes sells subsidized tickets--and we're talking $10 for some great seats--to professional sports games for the Mariners and the Seahawks. You'd better rise and shine for those tickets--there's nothing more motivating for some sleepy late-nighter college kids than an amazing deal to an amazing must-have Seattleite experience. I'd suggest camping, if necessary, for some Seahawk tickets. Seattle's "home of the 12th man," if you didn't know; we're the loudest football crowd in the entire country.
Back to baseball--Mariners stole the show! The 5-3 win over the yellow A's gave the overwhelmingly blue, teal, white, and green crowd triumphant smiles as it exited the stadium to enjoy the rest of the sunny day.
One thing I'd suggest for the away team for better luck in the future: perhaps the fulfillment of my fanciful anticipation of Brad Pitt's guest appearance out of the Oakland A's dugout a la "Money Ball." A girl's got to dream.
Welcome back propsectives, all refreshed and new, like a little flower bud awakening from the chill of winter and blooming into the warmth of spring! Seattle's temperature is heating up with the rays of the sun and the clear blue skies.
Spring is here, but how long it'll stay, no one can tell. But for the moment, it seems like it'll last forever! There's not a single far-off, ominous cloud in sight, and that's the way--uh huh, uh huh--we like it (uh huh, uh huh).
We had perfect weather all throughout the weekend. Check pictures via FB if you don't believe me. People on my tours oftentimes laugh when I say it's sunny in Seattle more often than people think, for they believe I'm paid as a tour guide to dole out such ludricrous and highly exagerated lies! But, lo! No such thing abounds in our admissions office as we are true to our guests and thus, I am letting you all know that there are such things as sunny days in Seattle!
Saturday was a perfect day to execute a photo shoot and video shoot for lu'au. I'm glad I could coordinate the shoot with relatively short notice for 11 dancers, 1 photographer, 1 videoographer (is that a real word?), and a bunch of Hawaii Club officers to hunker down, take the 15 minute drive to Alki Beach, dance in full costume and dress, and do some major three hour filming and photographing for our fliers and show. Sun, camera, action!
Not to mention, a little baby pup harbor seal flopped up onto shore just as we were filming near the water. It was too darn cute. Seriously. Any cute radar could pick up that pup's cuteness from across the globe. He just chilled on the black sand near the water for the remainder of the day, not minding the Seattle University students who danced in pa'u skirts and malos to chants and mouthed drum beats on the other side of the logs. That's Seattle for you.
Speaking of Seattle marine life, there's also been a somewhat recently discovered shark species in the Puget Sound--they call it the Seven Gills...we can only speculate why.
Speaking of Seattle critter life, squirrels are sure to be appearing any time soon! Expect them to scurry across your path or from tree to tree with their big fluffy tails flowing behind them as you scour across campus. Dogs will be walking through campus more frequently, humming birds are on the rise, songbirds will make it through the area, and the ocassional butterfly will flitter into view every now and then. Here's a fair warning to all of you: if you plan to take a campus tour with me as your guide, I'll have to make a verbal note and nearly inaudible squeel for every animal we pass by. It's like we're coming out of hibernation (much like my blog). Can you blame a girl?