sneau

it fucking DUMPED today. I just got here, missing the other 8 months of winter, so it was a novelty... after dropping about 10" in anchorage proper, the sun came out and sparkily captured the remaining dwindly snowflakes and made me briefly question my strident atheism. it was lovely as fuck, as the kids say.

-doorway on 4th. that's me. I'm not creepily infringing on someone else's narcissism.
-lift your feet.
-ja, ich liebe der Alpenglow.
-a little tiny icicle should be called a "whycicle."
-footprints are fascinating, actually.
-when the sun came out on the park strip.
-hydrant with its "hey, there's a hydrant here" snowplow indicator. I forgot about these. just like plugging in your car and actually wearing skin-so-soft non-grandmotherishly, this is one of the many things lost to the warmer climes.
-the sexy, mysterious downtown transit center. I will try to post a sexy, mysterious thing in every entry henceforth.
-I have never, and will likely never, watched what the youth call this "doctor who", but I am hip enough to know that this is culturally relevant. also, I like this car because it proves not everyone in Alaska embodies the ignorant sledneck bullshit that the rest of the world gets to believe. there is cool shit up here! there is a LOT of cool shit up here, actually.
-Darwin's.
-8th & G.
-my alley. yesterday it was bare mud. today it isn't.
-leering at the Arco building.
-Darwin's, again. I finished knitting my scarf there.
-facing east on 6th Ave.
-somewhere down by the Hilton. it was snowing horizontally at this point. I had already skidded on the sidewalk and sent my phone/camera careening 30' away.
-available for your purchase in a friendly Anchorage memorabilia establishment.