May remains hospitalized. This is the view from her room. I can not tell you how unusual it is to see blue skies this time of year. We'll take it, however. It's so much easier to do stuff when it's not raining sideways.
After leaving May, we went downtown and walked around. The Lynden LaRouche people were out singing Christmas carols. The singing was a nice touch to their nut-bag politics.
We walked down to the market.
This guy was amazing. Playing guitar, harmonica, singing when not harmonica-ing, all the while hula-hooping.
View of Harbor Island.
This was in front of Nordstrom. This is wrong on so many levels. Wrong, just wrong.
It was nice to get out of the house for awhile and walk around. We're trying not to be melancholy about the holiday and etc., but sometimes it sneaks up on us. This is the first year I have sent out zero Christmas cards. When packing I did not bring a spare pair of contact lenses, or the address book. So, there you go.
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