Author of the Queen City Boys books

set out on the knife edge of a letter to restore the path between between heaven and earth


I’m listening to NPR election coverage and they are calling their TN coverage guy and he’s at Beyond the Edge, which is like a sports bar near me. Weird.

The election is giving me heart palpitations. Fuck you, Connecticut. But go Ohio!!! Go Indiana! Kentucky! And Pennsylvania YES!! YES!!! Tennessee, man, I just, ugh! It’s too close for me to yet feel resigned and man I’m sort of hoping for a recount, though after the fiasco for the WA State governor a few years ago, I’m not sure I can survive that. No. 1 passed, which is dissapointing, but I’m holding out (a probably vain) hope for the Senate election.

K made me eggrolls for dinner. From scratch. Man, why is there no good Chinese food in Nashville? Also is anyone better than K? I think not. She’s my rock.

As it happens the neighbors, the Mole people, didn’t move out and get replaced by frat boys as we suspected. It’s still them they are just suddenly unbelievably loud and obnoxious for the first time 6 months. Maybe they’ve replaced by pod people. Also I hate them still.

Seattle peeps, I am coming home for the holidays, hopefully I’ll be there long enough to see everyone, but maybe we can plan a group dinner or something, like the 29th or something? We can go out, or I can host something at my folks, if people don’t mind driving out to the Eastside.

Also in my worst moments of homesickness I’ve cursed every last one of you (though not individually) for not sending me a care package or northwest-y things. Where is my smoked salmon? Okay, admittedly this won’t really work because what I really want is food that can’t exactly be sent. But I would settle for smoked salmon and Dilletante chocolates.

Author: Ajax Bell

Seattle author. Stops to smell the flowers. Amateur nerd (I wanna go pro but I haven't found anyone to pay me). Humble hippo enthusiast. queer/bi. they/them.

8 thoughts on “set out on the knife edge of a letter to restore the path between between heaven and earth

  1. Mmmmm, Dilettante. Pagliacci pizza. The Santa Fe Cafe. Mediterranean Kitchen. Toyoda.

    Yeah, I don’t miss anything about Seattle. Not at all.

  2. Seriously! The food! Wild Ginger. Firenze Italian. Paseo. Oh god, Paseo. I swear I’m going there first thing.

  3. Awww, babygirl, I would send you a care package alas, it would be full of seal oil and whale and moose meat. Somehow, it’s not the same as chocolate. I guess I could send you salmon strips, but they’re not really the same either.

  4. My gods someone else who knows and loves Mediterranean Kitchen! YAY! And now I want Pagliacci’s Agog Primo.

  5. Well, you know. There was that whole unemployment thing, and now it’s the “getting back on feet after four months of unemployment” thing. But you never know….

    What’s Paseo’s?

  6. Paseo

    You will never eat a better sandwich in your life.

  7. Aw, you need care packages too! I ‘d send you TN things, but I’d probably get in trouble for sending you PBR and whiskey.

  8. and incidentally, Go Massachussetts! YEah!

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