A couple weeks ago when I was metabolizing a generous portion of my life I took an “angry walk.” I know I must have looked angry as I walked. I was punishng Queen Anne Ave with my size 13s. Something that happened on the walk made me less angry. I noticed a man cross to the other side of the street in front of me. When I was looking over my shoulder to cross a cross street, I noticed him crossing back over the street we were walking along. Dude crossed the street to avoid me. I had to chuckle. So if you see me in Seattle on an angry walk you don’t have to avoid me. Acually I’d probably appreicate a hug.