Voting early and often

You can mail your ballot, or drop it off at King County Elections’ office (Orin O’Neill photo)

It was a bit of a surprise seeing the ballot in the day’s mail. But yes, election day is August 18.

Start a love train, love train

The GTS at the cathedral-like Tukwila Link light rail station (Orin O’Neill photos)

Everyone on radio seems to find it necessary to play a few seconds’ worth of the O’Jays’ 1971 hit Love Train when talking about the just-opened Link light rail line. How original.

And so this is Earth Day

Where Harbor Avenue turns to Alki (Orin O’Neill photo)

“Is it electric?” asked the young man about the PX. This is a question I hear more and more frequently, about both scooters.

Two-buck chuck

Orin O’Neill photo

The sign at the 76 station at California & Andover said 1.799. They only post the price of regular, but they have judiciously followed the 10-cent increment rule in the recent past. Could it be?

Now what?

Orin O’Neill photo

You’ve probably heard by now. I never doubted Barack Obama would be elected president; Americans seem to have had enough of Republican rule, at least for now.

And how was your Election Day?

Orin O’Neill photos

I voted last week, by absentee ballot. Next time, everyone in King and Pierce Counties will do it that way. Having done my civic duty, I decided to hop on the GTS and take advantage of some free stuff.

This scooter thing still gonna be big?

This is the 7-Eleven at California and Charlestown. It’s not the cheapest gas in Seattle, either—lots of gas stations have regular for $2.999. Or less.

Have you ever heard the term “demand destruction?” Jerry Garrett muses on it in this New York Times article. “Could the oil industry finally have killed the goose that laid the golden eggs?” he asks.

The news this year has been filled with stories of people making serious changes in their lives as a result of the skyrocketing price of a tank of gas. Moving closer to their jobs. Bicycling. Trading gas-guzzling vehicles for gas-sippers. Like, well, scooters.

Massively critical

Having made the day’s round trip on the high-level West Seattle Bridge earlier, the GTS and I were waiting for the low-level bridge to open. A few bicyclists passed. Then more, and more and then a hell of a lot more. Oh, right. This is the last Friday of the month, isn’t it?

Orin O’Neill photo