Seems to suddenly be the season of the street fair. Because today’s venture to the Ballard God-knows-what-they-call-this fair was, I think, our fourth in the last six weekends. We went there thinking we might see Sig Hansen from The Deadliest Catch — didn’t happen.
The closest I got to Sig.
But we did see a dummy signed by his brother Edgar. That and other pics here.
Reese had no particular interest in leaving . . .
although I trust it wasn’t because of the gay pot lamp:
Only in Seattle.
