Not only is fall in the air, nipping at summer's six-inch stilettos, but it's also concert season! We bought tickets to see Regina Spektor at the Moore Theatre 10/26, The Decemberists at the Paramount Theatre 11/17, and (my personal favorite) Mike Doughty opening for Barenaked Ladies at the Everett Events Center 11/26. Finally. Something to be thankful for on Thanksgiving weekend that doesn't involve corn! Unless it does. Then I take it all back.

Since our last installment Jer and I went to fabulous Idaho to visit the lovely and talented Lily. It was an excellent visit -- if we ignore the drive, which on Friday night involved a zillion hours in the dark, a variety of nasty farmland smells (strong herbs, likely rotting), staring at a narrow triangle of freeway, a windshield smeared with bug juice, a praying mantis, a huge red moon hanging over the horizon like an evil penny, and a gas station that was probably haunted. The best parts were seeing Lily's beautiful home, trying on costumes in a comic store bathroom (black vinyl?), driving around town, eating and drinking (Sangria, Monte Cristo, burrito, international!)... Then on the drive back we stopped in Roslyn, briefly, and geeked out a little. That means I hung out the window with my camera and snapped several shots of the mural and the Brick, then we sped off into the setting sun. You might even say we absconded.