A Year In Seattle Week Forty-Two Thursday, April 5th, 2057 – Trapped in a cave I’m glad to say the roller coaster is over. We arrived at the Sound late last night. Debriefing was simple– we told the military intelligence guys what happened, they told us we had been trapped in a cave. That was […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 42 – No place like homeA Year In Seattle Week Forty-One Thursday, March 29th, 2057 – Recovery. I woke up off and on throughout the night. Yachacheq was always there, patient, waiting- ready to take care of me if need be. Sometimes Pacal was with him, sometimes he was by himself. When I was awake he was attentive and gentle. […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 41 – Heading HomeA Year In Seattle Week Forty Thursday, March 22nd, 2057 – Shake up Chaos isn’t just a fact of life, sometimes it seems to be a guiding force in my life. Last night I was planning on a camping trip… Between leaving the condo and arriving at Case’s, everything changed. When I got to the […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 40 – I’m All Shook UpA Year In Seattle Week Thirty-Nine Thursday, March 15th, 2057 – Duty I didn’t sleep all that well last night. It wasn’t the condo and without Case, his place just feels wrong. Ethan seemed to have no trouble sleeping, but then again– he’s had a lot more time to get used to Case not being […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 39 – A Job Well DoneA Year In Seattle Week Thirty-eight Thursday, March 8th, 2057 – Cats I woke up to the sound of cats in need of attention. The cats were working on liberating the catnip from the kitchen cabinets when Case and I came out to see what the commotion was about. Caught red-handed… er pawed, they did […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 38 – Surprise!… it’s a boyA Year In Seattle Week Thirty-Seven Clues Naranja del Mundo – Orange of the world? Quiche’ 1 13.2.5.1.1 Dance of the Serpent Victim of Circumstance. Thursday, March 1st, 2057 – Anticipation Two days until the festival… I’ve gone through all the CD cases now– Groups I’d never heard of, music I’d never have listened […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 37 – Asking the Right QuestionsA Year In Seattle Week Thirty-Six Thursday, February 22nd, 2057 – Near miss I started off the morning with a long hot soak in the tub. Case is working and I probably won’t see him until the weekend. I eyed the pile of bills and decided to have breakfast down at the diner then come […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 36 – Looking for Clues in all the Wrong PlacesA Year In Seattle Week Thirty-Five Thursday, February 15th, 2057 – The fine art of misdirection Last night’s fiasco was in all the newsfaxes– dubbing it the ‘St. Valentine’s Day Inferno.’ In the aftermath, since there was no one else around, the Knight Errant and the Feds were blamed. According to the papers if they […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 35 – IllusionsA Year In Seattle Week Thirty-Four Thursday, February 8th, 2057 – A visit to the morgue I didn’t really feel like going to the therapist this morning, but Case had to go to work and let’s face it, no matter how much I don’t feel like going, it beats being forced to go, and docked […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 34 – Clues and False StartsA Year In Seattle Week Thirty-Three Thursday, February 1st, 2057 – Apologies The therapist was actually happy to see me and didn’t admonish me for anything this time. It seems I’m right on schedule as far as he’s concerned. He did teach me some hand exercises to improve the finer control of my hand and […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 33 – Making an Impression