Bleeding Fiction

Though I didn't mention it before-hand, Jon came to visit for a few days; he touched down Saturday evening and took off again this morning. The last time I'd actually seen Jon in the flesh was close to four years ago, and that was only for maybe an hour as he breezed through town on his way back to Illinois from some gathering or other on Long Island. That made it doubly cool to see him.

But I'm still not used to the idea of having friends I never see. Even though it's ten months since I've seen any of you Right Coasters, and there are other folk that it's been even longer, it feels to me like it was just the other day I saw you all. Being reminded of how it works, that it actually has been a long time, makes me a bit said.

Anyway, I took Jon sight-seeing around Seattle. We hit Pike Place (twice, actually), the Fremont Troll, UW and the Arboretum. I always feel a bit bad about doing that; I'm not so good at guided tours. And lets be honest: most folk aren't much into taking them. But it feels sort of like an obligation; espescially since it's a bit boring for a vacationeer to walk with a person through their daily life for a week - work, classes, sitting on the couch watching tv... Not exactly what a tourist showed up for, is it? Still, I think jon enjoyed himself.

Bit more to talk about, unrelated stuff that happened this week, but I'm a little tired, so I hope no one minds if I don't get to it until the weekend. Cheers.