I work for the family and doing so, have to go out on delivery pretty frequently. Today, I went up to Edmonds to deliver a bed. Had a great time. Listened to two Lund Bros. songs the whole time. What a great band (crosses fingers).
So I get up to Edmonds, to this unassuming little cul-de-sac in a nice little upper-middle class neighborhood. They're house 5809 and I don't see it. Then, at the back of the cul-de-sac, I see a red gate with 5809 next to it. Now, I knew these people would have the cash (they own a very successful restaurant in Seattle), but what I saw behind the gate was pretty neat.
I pull through the gates and it's like I'm in a different place. Driving down this one lane driveway, tall trees on either side of me. I make a slight right and see this lake, a private lake, with a walkway from one side to the other. I pull my car into a parking spot (they had parking spots at this house!) and look around. It's like I just skiied down a mountain and am coming into the lodge. This house is like a Swiss chalet. For some reason, I was very intrigued by it.
Inside the home (lodge?), I felt like I was in Europe. High ceilings. Dark wood beams. Brick walls. Lots of art and paintings hanging (I half expected the eyes in a portrait to follow me as I walked down the hall!). This place reminded me of the kinds of places I daydreamed about as a kid. The kind with a library, where, when you pulled a certain book, the floor would change into a descending spiral staircase. Sadly, though, I wouldn't get a chance to explore anywhere but the master bedroom (with spiral staircase to a upper floor!) and the bathroom. Not terribly exciting.
Makes me wonder why someone with the $$$ that these people did would buy a home like that. Definitely cost mucho bucks, but not quite the big home I was expecting. Very unique, though.
Other things...
I got my remote last night. Spent about an hour setting it up. Kinda cool, but me and Marci are gonna have to learn the in's and out's of it.
Watched a bit of Kill Bill Vol. 1 last night. Entertaining, to say the least, but I was so tired I couldn't stay awake.
I've pretty much learned two of the four songs the Lund Bros. want me to learn. Feel and Accident. What a couple of catchy little ditties. Love 'em. I got a CD today with 2 more songs, Sinking and In My Hand. Looking forward to learning those this weekend.
So who's got badass weekend plans? Not me. Going to work tomorrow and then Sunday, may do this thing with my parents at said restaurant for a Chinese New Year celebration. WooT.
I think I might switch blog programs too. I'm embarrassed that I blasted everyone with the Myspace crap. Then again, I can barely find my own blog when I jump on as a general user. Pretty user unfriendly.
Talked to Johnny Low (sang and played guitar in Ethyl and Starchief) today. It's
funny; since he left town, we've gotten closer. We were friends, but not TIGHT. Now we call each other once a week or so to bitch and moan about music. It's cool.
And speaking of Ethyl, spoke to Rob L. Jones today too. He has a really puffy coat he wears around. It's cute. In a gangsta kind of way.
