Lee Colleton, the man who wrote us yesterday to announce that he's carrying a loaded gun on the Seattle To Portland Bicycle Classic this weekend (while also Twittering about it!), has answered some of our many commenter questions:
To all those commentators who made reasoned and thoughtful posts, thank you. I'll briefly address your questions:@3 We have so much in common! I however do not doubt the existence of god, I affirm that there is no such thing. Also, I'm not the son of a bitch.
@5 Average size, not that it matters. You can fairly assume that I'm male from my submarine service.
@8 I have no knowledge of the Dirty Cowboy. Guns and sexplay seem like a very bad combination though. Always handle a firearm as if it were loaded.
@11,86 Using a mobile phone while operating a vehicle is unsafe and illegal. A bicycle is a vehicle for the purposes of this restriction.
@12,33,67 I'm doing this to celebrate my right to bear arms as protected by the Second Amendment. I'm also demonstrating that a loaded gun can be safely carried by a cyclist.
@13 Touche, it shouldn't be capitalized as I wasn't referring to a specific group of atheists.
@14,15 No, I've never fired a pistol from a bicycle or any other moving platform and hope that I never have to. I'm not carrying a firearm for defense, it's an exhibition as a celebration of my rights.

This week in the Book section, I visit Pilot Books, a month-old bookstore on Broadway. Everything about this bookstore is charming, including its owner, Summer Robinson:
Pilot is a space for people who love the idea and art of books. One wall displays a collection of books faced out, like works of art; many of those books have insert cards with one or two words (such as "sharp" and "yes yes") printed on them as a recommendation. Spending time in Pilot Books (especially the upstairs lending library, which is quiet and dim and lined with comfy reading chairs) feels like hiding out in a super-cool literary tree fort, and Robinson is funny and candid enough to make visitors want to join her writerly club.
I also love following the Pilot Books blog. This is what I hope is the first in a new weekly feature, in which Robinson reports on interesting new books that have arrived at the store this week:
Low brow is the new high art: The Jook, by Gary Phillips and I-5, by Summer Brenner. (PM Press, 2009) Crime, suspense, sleeze! Who you callin’ book snob?The newest of the new: What Do You Want?, by Marina Temkina. (Ugly Duckling, 2009) Still trying to figure this one out… In a good way.
I hope you'll check out the book section, Pilot Books' blog, and Pilot Books itself this weekend.

As noted in comments over here (and Morning News a couple days ago): Oceanaire has filed for bankruptcy and closed its Seattle restaurant (among others). The Seattle Times' Nancy Leson talked to two former Oceanaire chefs (including Kevin Davis of Steelhead Diner in Pike Place Market), but the best quote is from Wade Wiestling, the corporation's vice president of culinary development and chief executive of tautology: "The restaurants didn't fail. The economy failed the restaurants."
From The Stranger's restaurant guide circa 2007:
The Oceanaire is all about nostalgia and tasteful excess. The restaurant is HUGE, like an obscenely deluxe 1930s art deco cruise ship, with polished, curved wood, gleaming silver accents, leather booths, dark wood floors. The menu—printed new each day and roughly the size of the U.S. Constitution—holds an astounding array of options. There are nine salads to choose from (BLT salad with buttermilk-bacon dressing, $9.95; Dungeness crab Louis, $27.95), twenty-seven seafood entrées (Neah Bay ling cod á la forestiere, $36.95; sesame-seared Hawaiian mahimahi, $29.95) and six "steakhouse specialties," including an 18-ounce Kobe ribeye steak ($49.95).
Music
Tonight's concert marks the culmination of the Vera Project's seventh annual "A Drink for the Kids" fundraising campaign, in which Seattle's 21+ supporters raise money for the rad all-ages venue simply by drinking. Doesn't philanthropy feel awesome? Or is that the booze? Not only less annoying than a pledge drive, tonight's is a hell of a lineup: Headlining is Robin Pecknold of beardo darlings Fleet Foxes performing a rare solo set. Opening are Throw Me the Statue, whose forthcoming Creaturesque continues their fine take on catchy, clever indie rock laid out on last year's arresting debut, Moonbeams. (Neumos, 925 E Pike St, 709-9467. 8 pm, $15, 21+.)
ERIC GRANDYThere's a lot going on.
At the University Farmer's Market right now, Matthew Amster-Burton reads from his book Hungry Monkey: A Food-Loving Father's Quest to Raise an Adventurous Eater. It's a book about why children only want to eat macaroni and cheese.
At noon, R.T. Jordan reads from A Talent for Murder, which is a book about the murder of a thinly veiled analogue for Simon Cowell.
In Queen Anne, the author of Barking Buddha "discusses the benefits of practicing yoga and meditation with your dog." The press release continues: "Do not bring your dog."
Up at Third Place Books, Mary Lloyd reads from Supercharged Retirement, which is apparently for people who want to retire and be electrocuted simultaneously.
At Town Hall, it's time for Sister's Singing, in which female singers and poets will perform in support of a book called Sisters Singing: Blessings, Prayers, Art, Songs, Poetry and Sacred Stories by Women.
Elliott Bay Book Company hosts Seattle Noir vs. Portland Noir. Editors of collections of mysteries set in Seattle and Portland will try to determine once and for all which city is better. The winner will be determined by knife fight.
But the reading of the night is in Georgetown. Peter Bagge, who is the cartoonist behind Hate, signs his newest book of non-fiction cartoon essays, Everybody is Stupid Except for Me and Other Astute Observations, and then he and his rock band will play a gig up the street at Jules Mae's. This can't be beat for sheer entertainment value.
The full readings calendar, including the next week or so, is here. And if you're planning on staying in and you're looking for personalized book recommendations, feel free to tell me the books you like and ask me what to read next over at Questionland.
Something worth checking out for any comics lovers looking for a slightly different kind of thing to read this summer. DC is putting out Wednesday Comics, a weekly published in broadsheet newspaper format. This hearkens back to the origins of the comics in the Sunday funnies (the first comic books were just re-packaged Sunday strips). Wednesday Comics has fifteen ongoing stories featuring different DCU characters, from the A-list (Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman) to the obscure (Metamorpho, Kamandi, Adam Strange). I picked up the first issue, and each story has a nice cliffhanger ending—it's like the old serials, and it strikes me as a great summer pastime.
The creative teams are top-rate, including Neil Gaiman writing Metamorpho, Joe Kubert drawing Sgt. Rock, and Brian Azzarello and Eduardo Risso doing Batman (and the final trade paperback collection of their multiple-Eisner award winning crime series 100 Bullets just hit the stands too). The visual aesthetics of the stories vary from grim noir to classic '60s and '70s styles to manga (I might have to skip the Supergirl story, as diabetes runs in my family and it looks like it's going to be very sweet. . . ). A good summer read, with updates weekly instead of monthly. The first issue came out last week, so if you want in at the beginning, head to the local comics store now. . .
post by news intern Alexander P. Brown
It's Scarier When Big Brother Can't Explain Itself: Government review finds wire-tapping program of limited value.
Now We Want To Focus On Stress Relief?: Pentagon seeks to ban tobacco by military.
So Who Wants To Take Credit For This Part?: Light rail trains found to be too noisy.
Untimely: ROTC cadet dies in Fort Lewis training exercise.
Shut Your Mouth: US government apparently halted inquiry in Afghanistan P.O.W. killings.
Getting It From Both Ends: Recession killing legal aid groups while clientele increases.
This Just Gets Creepier: Chicago cemetery fails to locate babies graves among grave plot scandal.
Ha, Take That Jr. High History Teacher: A wandering mind can be good for you.
No Reason to Stay Inside: The weather is nice and there's events all over.
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