Well, I'm in Kansas and currently it's -1 with a windchill of -20. Yesterday was about the same. The day was spent under the covers. In fact, I'm writing this from under the covers. I miss you Washington!!
Spent some time with friends in the Ravenna area (Third Place Books is so great!) then enjoyed a fantastic sunset as I drove to visit family for an evening making pizzas from scratch and watching movies. A great day.
Washed my car, went to the Peru exhibit at SAM. The Mrs. was disappointed with it.
But I finally got the piece in the lobby with all the white Fords. There's a spot on a balcony I found by accident where one can see the entire piece. A volunteer saw me, came over, and explained it to me.
I still don't really like it but now I understand it.
Took the ferry to Pt Townsend, hung around the many new viewing piers to gawk at the sky and mountains, had a luscious lunch and went for a long beach walk at Fort Worden. And sent plenty of pictures along the way to suffering relatives on the east coast.
@4 - Don't lead with "I'm in Kansas." You want to build to the greatest horror of your situation. "I'm in Kansas" should always be the last thing you add to the pile.
As for me, I am a photic sneezer, so I spent the weekend as I do every summer: avoiding the sun, and going into a brief sneezing fit every time it couldn't be avoided.
@ 16, the "see also" section at your link includes a link to sexually induced sneezing, which informs me that "The [sufferer] experiences sneezing as a result of sexual thoughts, arousal, intercourse, or orgasm. Sneezing occurs independent of external nasal stimuli or allergens, and may occur at any point during a sexual experience. Both men and women are affected by the phenomenon."
I have you to thank for learning of this phenomenon. If only I had had more sex partners in my life, I might have come across this firsthand.
@16 I wasn't aware of that condition even though I do have bouts of sneezing out of the blue (a few times a year and often while in the sun, I think). My father had something similar as I recall him sneezing uncontrollably while looking at the sun.
Near Sacramento, CA, my Sweetie and I primed and painted our bedroom, complete with popcorn ceiling. Gad, I hate popcorn ceilings. It was nice to be able to open up the house to vent most of the fumes. Hooray for football on the radio! Our room turned out fabulous.
Friday afternoon I rode from Wedgwood to St. Edwards Park and back. I took the big trail down to the beach (here's a sunset picture from there: http://imgur.com/Xdbte7O) and back up.
But I finally got the piece in the lobby with all the white Fords. There's a spot on a balcony I found by accident where one can see the entire piece. A volunteer saw me, came over, and explained it to me.
I still don't really like it but now I understand it.
I agree with @3; that looks like a winter sky. The sun is weak, it's 4:30pm... and the sun is setting.
I have you to thank for learning of this phenomenon. If only I had had more sex partners in my life, I might have come across this firsthand.
I'm in Kansas. (If it helps at all, I'm in Lawrence and rarely venture away from this liberalish bubble.)
Now go forth and allow Natalie Merchant to continue to rock your face off!!!