Slats spotted at Chop Suey 66 days ago
Cancer Rising, Local Hip Hop Group, was having their CD Release party… and Slats was there!!! We were all very honored…
Cancer Rising, Local Hip Hop Group, was having their CD Release party… and Slats was there!!! We were all very honored…
He comes in all the time, and all the employees run away to the other side of the store because he smells so bad. He usually just walks around and buys one or two things
Now that he’s newly single we are offering him up for a double date with his best buddy Carey Christie. Check out his profile if you want to know aaaaaall about him.
well, slats wandered into the metropolitan and since we’ve never had the opportunity to personally enjoy his company, i went up to him and engaged him in some really meaningful conversation. then i asked if i could take a picture with him, and he said not if it’s for your blog.
He was being interviewed at the annual Pilchuck auction.
She was dancing on stage with Dee Dee Bridgewater! It was at one of the shows for the Earshot Jazz Festival.
Oh my God how weird, I just saw this guy last night, on my first bus ride since moving to Seattle. I saw him on the sidewalk waiting for a bus, I didn’t know he was a celebrity. I actually asked him for instructions on finding the right bus!
I was at Bumbershoot watching the Aggrolites perform when I spotted Crazy Scarf Guy (CSG) “dancing”. He had a whole pile of scarves around him and at one point I witnessed an onlooker take some scarves and dance with him! This guy is a crazy riot.
When I approached him to take his photo he headed towards me. BEWARE! He likes to swirl his scarves around you if you get too close.
bands played. slats was there. it was pretty uneventful really, but this page needed an update.
He was looking at the newspapers in the outside rack by the order window. One of the baristas came out and started wiping down various counters and other surfaces and told him, “People order here, so when you’re done looking, you’ll need to move along.” He mumbled something I couldn’t hear. “You’re going to order something?” the barista asked. He had money in his hand, but he walked away without further comment. I ordered a tall americano, as usual.
I stopped to pet bulldog guy’s bulldog (this was when he was only guy with one bulldog) and I had a hamburger in my hand. His dog clamped onto my coat hoping to steal my hamburger; it took the two of us about 5 minutes and the loss of my burger to get him unclamped
Well, Murray is ubiqitous in terms of true gentlemanly behavior, and of course, incomparable barmanship.
If you find yourself at Zig Zag, all of the bartendrs are some of the best mixologists that you will come across, but Murray? He’s notable for being one of the best in America.
Hyperbole? Nope. Sometimes, some humans just excel at doing one thing or another, and Murray is simply the best at what he does in his small corner of this earth.
Duct Tape Guy walked by while we were eating doughnuts in a friend’s backyard. I didn’t realize the duct tape was a beak and thought he had duct-taped his mouth shut. I was Very Creeped Out until I stumbled across an LJ post which lead me here. Thanks Seattle Notables!
We fed him cake. We were serving cake to my sister and her boyfriend out of the trunk of our parked car on the ave (they had missed the cake part of a small celebration we had earlier in the day). My sister’s beau took a picture of a man on the street with a can of beer and struck up a conversation with him. We fed him cake. And as soon as he received his cake, out of nowhere ‘duct tape man’ appears for his serving. We gave him a piece too. We looked around to see if anyone else would be coming out of the woodwork for cake and then took off.
I saw him at the Pike Place Market hanging out with his scarves on the sidewalk.
I am a member of Ockham’s Razor, a local Irish Folk band, and we played the festival. It was a bright, sunny day, and there were brightly painted naked people. We were enjoying ourselves… until Scary Scarf Guy danced in front of us, his pink shorts pulled to the side so his junk could hang free, and the back of them pulled up into the crack of his ass much like a g-string. His ass has crazy psychic powers of hypnotism. The sun gleamed off his pasty white, mole-y ass. It was over a year ago and I am still scarred.
Duct Tape Guy was sitting in the alley behind Kai’s, enjoying a cup of what appeared to be SBC. Today, he dispensed with the usual clear plastic face shield, and was sporting a welding mask.
(Also, his proper name is HazMat Guy, not Duct Tape Guy. I’ve been enjoying the reaction that he elicts here in the U-District for, gee, must be about 6-7 years now…)
Dancing in front of the stage at Carrie Akre’s show
He was dancing during Billy Joe and his Dusty 45s at the north stage, just north of Oregon Street on California.
I saw this dog about 5x at the Fremont Summer Solstice Parade
Link and the older gentleman were crossing the street to the south east. They seemed to be in a conversation.
He went into the “neighborhood center” to try to use the public phone-then was told to use the payphone accross the street in front of Bartell’s. The lady who works there says that he use to wear a “bee-keepers” mask back in the day, also he smelled awful (arguably the worst smelling transient ever?).
He was checking out of the hotel-preoccupied by his “toy dog” that kept running around the lobby-very friendly guy-but eccentric-or goofy-rich in a way…had a lady friend with him too-maybe a better way to put it would be -hipster rich?
She was sitting at one of the outside tables with a few other ladies. I noticed her right away, and commented to my companion, but I had no idea who she was until I stumbled across this site.