Someone for everyone
Written by hootenannie on April 15th, 2007Yesterday, since I was enjoying wearing a dress so much and didn’t want to change to go to the gym, I decided to walk around Green Lake. In the course of my 7 years in Seattle, I have logged literally thousands of hours at Green Lake, walking, running, sitting, people-watching, and thinking. And there are a couple of Green Lake phenomenons that I would like to now broach:
First of all, the people who run wearing jeans. What? Why? It makes absolutely no sense.
Secondly, the kamikazes on razor scooters. Parents, please rein your children in.
C of all, the Ballard dads. You know who I’m talking about. The men that put other men to shame because they’re out pushing their kids in chariot strollers, wearing cool shoes and funky glasses, and you know that they’re picking up dinner on the way home to bring to their wife in their Craftsman house that they renovated with their own two rugged hands. Men, you renew my hope in the “man” part of “mankind.”
And lastly, my favorite wonder: people who look like their dogs. HOW DOES IT HAPPEN? Do people choose a dog that looks like them on purpose, or after a certain amount of years, does the dog start to rub off on them? Because I’m pretty sure that the dog doesn’t know how to change his appearance to look like his human.
The proverbial “they” say that there’s someone for everyone. If that’s true, I cannot wait to see the people who belong to these:
And this one? This one just holds too many possibilities. It’s almost too good to be true. I think I go to church with this one’s soul mate.
