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File this under Things I Can’t Unsee. You know Groucho Marx’ quip about a book being man’s best friend? Monday night, I saw the punch line play out literally, right in my own bedroom. Here’s what happened. A few weeks ago, Chauncey went back under the knife for a little mast cell binary system on [...]

Detail from Kikuko’s workbench at Seattle Center Matsuri, 2008 I first met Kikuko in 2005 when Karyn and I were planning our wedding. Karyn herself knew her for several years before that, when she had the store up on Greenwood, and had in a sense adopted her as second obasan or at the very least, [...]

Yes, I’m aware that “post mortem” is meaningless on the island. Nevertheless, sometimes during last night’s show I was wishing I could pause and rewind to appreciate the details. Like the name of the book in the cave, for example — you just know it’s gotta be significant. Also, my friend Sarah says they spotted [...]