This, above all...

I've never been in Seattle for Seafair before. I've lived here damn near all my life and never seen it firsthand. It seems like every town everywhere has their 'shindig' or 'days' or whatever kind of fair once a year, but I've never been downtown when it was all going on. The hydro races, the Blue Angels, the whole nine yards. Now I work down there, and the Angels are going to be practicing the next two days for a couple of hours...right over us. And I won't be able to ignore them. There are things I can ignore (the loud, hyper account manager I share a cube wall with, the underwriters freaking out over something, the creepy sound of the fire drill siren several floors down while they practice 'evacuating' a highrise) but fighter jets are NOT one of those things. I love the Angels to begin with, and this year for the first time ever I basically have a front row seat. We have a deck on the 8th floor, and I may need to be out there more than is strictly allowed for the rest of the week.

It's not like any of us will get much done with that crazy bullshit going on. LB told me (and she used to work on the 30th floor of the Safeco Plaza building one block up) that it's impossible to function while all this is going on. And from 30 + floors up, one gets a terrifying view of jets veering around over the water and appearing at times to head straight for one's building.

Let's see what this nonsense is like. I plan to get most of my crap done in the mornings.