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sistawendy) wrote2025-06-19 05:55 pm
sistawendy) wrote2025-06-19 05:55 pm
an epic mass transit journey
I had today off for Juneteenth. I took a little journey via bus and train to the other county that you can get to on the light rail. And I even had a destination!
But first: I bought a hoe and used it on the joints between the concrete pavers in front of the Devil Girl House. I could hear my father's ghost laughing at me. He died while doing yard work. So I definitely felt like I earned a treat. Besides, the weather was perfect today.
What was my destination? Lover's Lair in Everett, whose owners & operators are a couple who regularly come to latex functions. As far as I know, they're the only place in the area where you can buy latex off the rack. I ended up seeing three regular attendees of local latex events, and possibly one irregular.
So how's the latex? Hey, it's a better selection than Metro had back in the day, and it's probably as good as you're going to find anywhere that doesn't specialize in latex. Prices? In line with what I've seen online.
I must say, they had the best selection of restraints that I've seen locally, certainly, and possibly the best anywhere. There was also a solid selection of other toys, both BDSM and otherwise. There's also a well-furnished dungeon through a secret door (!) where they have regular play parties. They're making me grudgingly respect Everett.
Did I buy anything? Yes. I now have a second latex LBD. Hey, it's actually better in a couple of ways than my other one; I'm considering wearing it to Pride Eve.
Oh yeah, the trip itself. On the way there, I took the bus to the train, and rode the train to the northern end of the line. Thence to not one but two buses to get where I was going. Wait times weren't bad and the stations were clean, but damn, that is some of the most depressing scenery in the Puget Sound area: run-down car culture hell. I found myself cheering for the visually weird stuff, like the boarded-up single-family house oddly close to the highway surrounded by razor wire, or the giant US flag in front of a business that had been made to look frozen in mid-wave. I took the short way home: two buses, no train, right down the highway.
I can now say, once again, that I've at least been through every station on the 1 line. When they connect the 2 line I think I'll go to Redmond and get coffee or something just because I can. But seriously, three of the newest light rail stations, which I went through for the first time today, have no buildings near them that aren't residential. That's... not as it should be. I hope it changes over time. The good news is that it has elsewhere: lots of housing got built near older stations that were in big commercial areas already.
From the US Dept. of Irony: both at Lover's Lair and at the supermarket nearest home, both people who rang me up were Black. On Juneteenth. That's... not quite right.
But first: I bought a hoe and used it on the joints between the concrete pavers in front of the Devil Girl House. I could hear my father's ghost laughing at me. He died while doing yard work. So I definitely felt like I earned a treat. Besides, the weather was perfect today.
What was my destination? Lover's Lair in Everett, whose owners & operators are a couple who regularly come to latex functions. As far as I know, they're the only place in the area where you can buy latex off the rack. I ended up seeing three regular attendees of local latex events, and possibly one irregular.
So how's the latex? Hey, it's a better selection than Metro had back in the day, and it's probably as good as you're going to find anywhere that doesn't specialize in latex. Prices? In line with what I've seen online.
I must say, they had the best selection of restraints that I've seen locally, certainly, and possibly the best anywhere. There was also a solid selection of other toys, both BDSM and otherwise. There's also a well-furnished dungeon through a secret door (!) where they have regular play parties. They're making me grudgingly respect Everett.
Did I buy anything? Yes. I now have a second latex LBD. Hey, it's actually better in a couple of ways than my other one; I'm considering wearing it to Pride Eve.
Oh yeah, the trip itself. On the way there, I took the bus to the train, and rode the train to the northern end of the line. Thence to not one but two buses to get where I was going. Wait times weren't bad and the stations were clean, but damn, that is some of the most depressing scenery in the Puget Sound area: run-down car culture hell. I found myself cheering for the visually weird stuff, like the boarded-up single-family house oddly close to the highway surrounded by razor wire, or the giant US flag in front of a business that had been made to look frozen in mid-wave. I took the short way home: two buses, no train, right down the highway.
I can now say, once again, that I've at least been through every station on the 1 line. When they connect the 2 line I think I'll go to Redmond and get coffee or something just because I can. But seriously, three of the newest light rail stations, which I went through for the first time today, have no buildings near them that aren't residential. That's... not as it should be. I hope it changes over time. The good news is that it has elsewhere: lots of housing got built near older stations that were in big commercial areas already.
From the US Dept. of Irony: both at Lover's Lair and at the supermarket nearest home, both people who rang me up were Black. On Juneteenth. That's... not quite right.
