So, I'm in Seattle this week on vacation with no access to a computer.
As such, I've decided to try to create a post of my activities for each day, and see
if I ended up getting it right.
This is Day #5:
Well, today was our last day in Seattle, Washington.
I have to say that I'm a little upset, though.
It's not that I didn't have a good time. No, not at all.
It's because I was told OVER and OVER again that Seattle had the highest rate of suicide in the country.
Did I see any?
Not one jumper.
Not one overdose.
Not a single hanging or self-inflicted gunshot wound.
What. The. F*ck.
You know, I travel 3000 miles...
...watch fish get tossed around for no apparent reason...
...ride a goddamn bicycle...
...get physically sick from my fear of heights at the Space Needle...
...and you people can't give me a SINGLE suicide to take photos of or maybe even prod with a stick or something?
I may be back there sometime.
See if you can schedule something for me. Preferably messy and involving some type of squatter chick with a smack problem.
Thanks in advance.
Heading back home to Boston.
Friday, July 25, 2008