263) Long-time readers will remember this tragic post where I attempted to visit the box located outside the old Seattle Times building. It was a crushing blow that almost derailed this entire project, but somehow… somehow I persevered. It has taken many months, but now I’m ready to introduce you to the box that’s outside the NEW Seattle Times building. Yeah, it’s not as good of a box as the other one, but it’s all we’ve got. It’s all we’ve got.
261) This box seemed really, really jittery. At first I thought it was because he is stationed outside a Starbucks, and maybe he was picking up too much second-hand caffeine. But, that’s not it. Look up… there are a lot of wires overhead, all carrying some serious bucketfuls of electricity. This poor guy lives in constant terror of even one of those lines coming down, totally frying his metal body. I had nothing more to say, so I walked away.
222) Yes, people, it’s legal now. But please, have some consideration for your stout blue friends. Do not munch down on $87 worth of edibles, then lick an envelope, then drop it in a mailbox. This poor guy had such a contact high that it took me three hours to talk him down.
218) Night Out Series (3/4). For this next shot, we just had to pop over a couple blocks and get dangerously close to the crowds milling around outside Key Arena. For some reason, I had the brilliant idea of using my hands to frame the logo of the KEXP studio in the background, but yeah, it turned out kind of weak.
214) As I’ve said several times before, I will never pass up the opportunity to enjoy a nice sit while out hunting mailboxes. It’s made even better when I can enjoy a nice backdrop like this one at Lyon’s Grocery! But hey, notice anything a bit unusual about this box? Normally, they’re installed so the slot faces the sidewalk, but this one is turned 90 degrees. Call your city council members and demand answers!
209) For reasons that I do not at all understand, I’ve always had a fondness for the Swedish Club on Dexter. I’m not Swedish. I’ve never had one of their Swedish lunches. I only own a moderate amount of IKEA furniture. But whenever I go by it, I have to yell out “The Swedish Club!” It comes as no surprise that the mailbox standing by outside the club is very clean.
205) Carol originally took this photo from a different angle. She then moved over, snapped this picture, and declared it was the better of the two because it was “more boaty.” I’ll certainly take anything that is described as “more boaty.”
204) You know, I would have called this location “Outer Fremont”… there’s even the giant billboard adding an essence of Fremontiness to the whole scene. But according to the real estate maps, this is actually the upper boundary of Queen Anne. This probably makes this particular mailbox feel isolated and confused, but at least it can watch the happy 7-Eleven patrons come and go all day.
201) It finally happened… I got photobombed! By someone actually mailing a letter! I guess the fact this didn’t happen for the first 200 photos is a biting commentary on just how infrequently the mailboxes are uses these days. In fact, three of the five boxes I was searching for along Westlake were GONE… leaving the bulk of the duties to this majestic double-wide.
167) This mailbox sits among the buildings of the Fred Hutch Cancer Research Center, which means that almost everything it receives is from some super-smart double-secret-PhD. If there are Netflix DVDs in there, you can be assured they are the types of movies that super smart people watch.