Prince Precise: Bicoastal *and* Bipolar

As much as we at Prince Precise hate context, relevance, timeliness—the list goes on and on—it's worth mentioning that the Minneapolis half of this blog lives in Washington now, while the Washington half continues to live in Washington.
This no doubt confuses you. To clarify: I upped and moved it to Seattle. And it's
e x c i t i n g !
So exciting. Less than a week in, I can tell you that the music listings are much more absorbing than the classifieds, and the novel 8 oz. latte can stretch just as much time as a 12 oz. There is also, how do you say, aqua.
Our one and only Kate (who, if you bother to keep track, which I am, has not posted since February 1*) continues her adventures in the Nation's Capital... But did I mention I live in Seattle now? The top picture is the skyline view from my window.
One last note:

If you find yourself eating a continental breakfast at the EconoLodge in Miles City, Montana, pay this autographed picture of Barry Corbin, aka Our Main Man Maurice, a visit.
*Isn't it funny how a newer Woody Allen film has come out since she last posted about the new Woody Allen film? Oh, I think it is.

5 Comments:
At 12:31 PM,
tiny irony said…
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At 8:35 PM,
Sarah D. said…
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At 9:00 PM,
Sarah D. said…
I want funny stories about your dad too! Please!! And a Kate review of the newest Woody Allen film would be most welcomed too. (Or is it supposed to be plain old "welcome"? A question for you copy editors out there. And I know you're out there!)
At 12:57 AM,
ezruh sellof said…
Dude, the west coast mountains put the east coast "mountains" to shame. To shaaaaame. If you ever get a chance to take a flight out of PDX, do it on an overcast day (which are most of the days there). You see the peaks of four (four!) mountains. It's like Tony Kushner's version of heaven in Angels in America, only without the golden gate bridge.
At 8:37 PM,
tiny irony said…
True, can't step to the mountains. And they have those white-capped peaks, too, not those fakey "rolling hills." Sigh.
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