coliseum is oddly impossible to spell. It's so simple. Anyways, I went to an Ale Fest in the basement there for a networking event (24 year old me is rolling his eyes hard) and afterwards, aled, I snuck into the coliseum. It was perfect dark and empty as far as I could tell. I think I browsed my phone for a while and tried to feel the vibes of the NBA Finals and other hallowed things that happened in there.
Playoff basketball is intense. Up 2-0 you gotta love it right now. I kind of prefer that the season end when it ends though. 82 games is plenty. I was pretty nervous about the Rockets. I knew that there would be no higher high than knocking them off though. So far so good. The Blazers have the longest active playoff series victory drought in the NBA. Maybe they're due. This is the smokers perch at the late season Memphis W, where they killed them.
this was my view from my desk in Seattle. They were like "yeah try to get one thing done good luck." Ferries kept coming and going. I love that city so much. It's so much more rooted in NW iconography (think American Indian and sea life) than home. They have a real identity there. I saw a building with walrus gargoyles. It was the headquarters of the Arctic Club. Lots of notable architecture. Took a walk through the new library. It is world-class cool.
walking around at night. Had dinner with Gilbert and 2nd dinner with Brady and Kiana.
Good times were flowing
View out the hotel window. I hadn't yet learned a focusing feature on my new camera. So this is the window of the hotel. It was see-through.
from a training week in Texas. It was like a hotel with lots of classrooms. And probably the best buffet I've ever seen. The bathroom was nice you can see but the shower water smelled really gross, which killed any enjoyment one could wring out of a hotel shower.