The cold mists kept some of us awake Saturday morning as we waited for tickets to see the great Charles Bradley via the Sasquatch festival lineup announcement. It was cold as fuh! and the line only kept getting longer and longer, this reminded me of my sneaker collecting days when we used to be in line at 4am. Afterwards for dinner time my favorite redhead took me to a crab cooking class in Ballard. The food was too damn good, had to kill my own crab which wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Great seafood is definitely a favorite when you cant feel your balls.