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So, we survived another day. Hit up Pike Place Market, where I bought an embroidered peace sign that I will turn upside down so it is properly an Algiz rune. The first thing that we saw was the original Starbucks location and its ridiculously long line. Though, the busking going on in front of Starbucks was really nice. We had to leave the market shortly after arrival because neither Michele or Elijah was really enjoying it all that much. Too many people and not enough to do that didn’t cost money we really didn’t need to spend. That meant that it was time to head over to the Space Needle to complete the compulsory rounds of Seattle tourism.

Space Needle

The Definition Of Raygun Gothic

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So, the Parham’s are on vacation. We decided to blow what little money we had on getting out-of-town for a bit. Ages ago, I lived in Seattle for a bit. I loved living in Seattle, but it got to the point that I was frustrated with having to work multiple jobs to live in a tiny place when I had a whole house back in Oklahoma. I went back to Seattle for the 2001 National Poetry Slam, but I haven’t set foot to earth in the Pacific Northwest since even though I have wanted to. Since one of the family goals this year was to get to the Life Is Good Unschooling Conference in Vancouver, WA, we decided to do a big trip and fly into Sea-Tac a bit early and spend some time in Seattle before the conference.

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Today is my eleventh anniversary with my lovely wife, Michele. Eleven years is a long time, and in that time I have been made better and stronger by my wife. She has mothered my son, and kept the family together and as organized as I will allow things to get.

Who We Are

Who we are
Is who we’ve become
Over long walks and drives
Mountains and dreamscapes

Who we are
Is who we shall become
As we journey on
Across the setting of suns
And the rising of moons

Mornings come
With rainbow tides
And my skin touching yours
Your hand in mine

And my hands are
Not Hollywood hands
They are rough and cracked
From work and time
That I have put into this
Creation that is ourselves
But still I will touch you
And hold you with them
And count all of the time
That we have yet

I love you, Michele. Stay with me.