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• Monday evening, Seattle police discovered an unidentified human body that had drowned in Lake Washington and washed ashore the beach of Lake Cottage Park.
• Good news for ORCA card holders: Seattle Transit Blog says the Seattle Streetcar will be adding ORCA readers to stations starting next year.

• Seattle's famed musician Dave Matthews is never too good for a ride around Green Lake. He's one with the locals, and we like that.
• Powerball no more. That means, no bouncing balls spinning in a bubble, no cheesy ball reader wearing sequins, and no additional $12 million for the state of Washington.

• Over the weekend, trees and parking signs around Green Lake were victims of guerrilla knitting.
• Better late than never, downtown Burien welcomed the opening of the $193 million Burien Town Square development.
• The beloved Anacortes donkey named Pharlap is on pain killers after being roughed up pretty bad from a pit bull attack. Now neighbors in the Skagit County town are looking to place an all-out ban on pit bulls.

Seattle Bubble directed us to this Bloomberg article the Seattle Times picked up suggesting there might be a "lost generation" of U.S. home values. Baby boomers are downsizing and it's "unlikely that Generation X, born between 1965 and 1976 (or more derisively called 'baby busters'), will bid up home prices. They are only 44 million strong, not as wealthy and even more in debt from college loans." On the bright side, there's probably never been an easier time to buy an apartment near Green Lake.

The intrepid Monica Cohn filed this report for us from the great northern hinterlands west of Greenlake.

Third choice may be the charm for Gary Locke, the latest pick for Commerce Secretary. If Locke leaves, someone will have to pick up the slack on China, energy, and governmental relations. Ponder this as you walk around Greenlake, which is safe after a bomb scare this morning, PhinneyWood reports. Should you decide to be part of the solution, West Seattle blog has info on upcoming Vidaduct meetings, and MyBallard reports on plans for a car camp for homeless folks.

Cinderella?! by BabySeal

"Bob at Greenlake" by Jeff Carlson

      

Greenlake was alive with color yesterday. Striking red and gold leaves lit up the sky, bringing smiles to the faces of our fellow trail goers. Took a little longer than usual to make the trek, as we (and others) stopped often to take pictures. Unfortunately, we only had our phone with us, so these will have to do for now.

• The White Center Blog wants you to remember this is your very last day to register to vote.
• If you live in West Seattle and have a pet door of some sort, you might want to keep a close eye on it. According to West Seattle Blog, burglars have been using cat doors to get inside homes.
• It seems as if those people always sitting outside the Starbucks on 15th Ave have saved their beloved outlet of the coffee giant--for now.

"...Our bad."

Just when you thought the Green Lake spike story was coming to an end, a dive crew has found 40 additional spikes at the bottom of the lake today. The discovery nearly doubles the number of spikes found, though only 15 of the spikes found today were sharpened. Somehow, that doesn't make us feel much better about the whole thing.

Two more sharpened metal spikes—buried on the bottom of Green Lake—were found by divers today. After being painfully discovered by a boater and his foot on Sunday night, police divers have located 41 more spikes buried around the lake's boating center with the sharp side pointed up.

Not satisfied to let British Columbia have all the foot-related gruesome fun, someone decided to place sharpened metal spikes at the bottom of Green Lake. More than three dozen machine-sharpened, two- to three-foot-long metal spikes were discovered Sunday night, placed on the lake bottom around the boating center. Hey, B.C. might have its severed feet, but Seattle could have impaled ones. Warning signs have been placed around the lake and the boating center notifying swimmers and boating patrons of the spikes.

We love a good drink special, so imagine our delight when we came across a full-page ad in the Weekly for a big ol' happy hour next Wednesday.

We love Australians, probably because they aren’t as Eurotrashy as our trans-Atlantic friends, and they are seemingly the only other country on the globe that has a reasonable disdain for soccer.

This fall we are combining our love of the football and our dream of learning to cook. On Sunday morning, following a trip to a local farmer's market/major supermarket chain, we will be preparing a meal from the city of the Seahawks' opponent. Then at halftime we will throw our badly burned hands in the air and make hot dogs.

In a story that's being emailed around the city, mostly with the subject line "Dude, did your dad start jogging?", cops want to find the short, brown-haired jogger who flashed a lady while running yesterday. Writes Levi Pulkkinen of the P-I:

The woman told officers the man pulled up his white T-shirt and dropped his black running tights as he ran past her near the intersection of Wallingford Avenue North and North 54th Street.

Continue reading "The Search for the Green Lake Flasher"

We love lists. Which is why we're a little sad that we didn't know about Amazon.com's UnSpun until we read The Paper Noose's post on Georgetown's place in the Top "Hip" Neighborhoods to Live in Seattle, WA. There's nothing we love better than completely arbitrary lists with no discernible criteria beyond kneejerk personal opinion -- except maybe passing them along. According to UnSpun users, the top 10 "hip" neighborhoods are: 1. Capitol Hill (surprise,...

The governor has declared a statewide emergency, and the storm is now officially a killer--two people died in Chehalis when a dike ruptured, reports KOMO.

When we sat down to do our endorsements we reached a disturbing conclusion. We cannot, in good conscience, vote for anyone.

Last night, in the middle of the movie round, Seattlest officially became old. "What Canadian actor, who died in Mexico, appeared in seven movies directed by John Hughes, more than any other performer?" we asked.

It just fell into place. I was playing in a summer league at the Redmond Athletic Club, and Jamal Crawford happened to have a team in that league. After playing a couple games against him, he liked how I played. So, his team invited me to play in the “Battle at the Lake,” which was at Green Lake. Nate happened to have a team in that tournament as well. We ended up losing to them for the championship. Jamal is an amazingly nice guy. I was extremely impressed by his character. When I introduced him to my wife, he acted like he was sincerely honored to meet her. I would think NBA players would get burnt out after meeting so many people all the time. Jamal is really a great guy.

Got this email from reader Beth earlier in the week:

Hey Seth -

Continue reading "Get Out: Breakfast with the FA Cup Final"

On Greenlake Way between 50th St. and the putt-putt golf course, in that parking lot bordering the Lower Woodland Park fields, lives a King County Sheriff's car.

Emboldened by our satisfactory sushi outing at Nishino, but wanting something a little more Japanese (the menu had that “pan-Asian” thing going, and there wasn’t a Japanese customer or server in sight) and a little less pretentious (two words: Madison Park), we made our way to Kisaku in Tangletown (near Green Lake).

Up here near Green Lake, it's raining as hard as we've ever seen it rain in Seattle. Just pelting. The drive home--through skies so dark it was essentially pitch black--was laborious, luckily we were going against Seahawks traffic, but everyone was going about 35 and leaving plenty of following distance. Some people are just hopeless, though. To the driver of the black Honda Civic--you might want to turn your lights on.

KARAOKE: Wednesday night is always karaoke night at the Little Red Hen, an outpost of country music that's inexplicably smack dab in the middle of Volvo-driving, NPR-listening, holiday-tree-owning Green Lake. The crowd veers toward the early-20s spectrum, so if you need a break from parties where people discuss mortgages, the new Whole Foods, and their fucking jobs, this is the place to go. Tip: Bring cash so you can buy beer from the guy with the cooler instead of standing in a long line at the bar.