Bumbershoot: spanning_time Style

Here are the top three spanning_time reasons why Bumbershoot deserves your attention this weekend:
3) Bumberbout - Eight of the nation's best track roller derby teams compete for the inaugural Bumberbout title. Will Seattle's Rat City Rollergirls take the win with their home field advantage? spanning_time has yet to see a bout, and we think this will be a good introduction to the sport.
2) Flatstock - The annual highlight of Bumbershoot, Flatstock features works by some of the best poster artists in the business. It's inspiring just to walk through the room. The best part is that many of the artists also do postcards, so it's a great place to stock up on some unique things to send people.
1) Funnel Cake - We would like nothing more than to get a funnel cake at Bumbershoot. However, every damn year we end up having to settle for an elephant ear. For those of you saying "it's all just fried dough and the same thing" you're technically correct on the fried dough-ness, but it's not the same at all (with that logic you could say a beignet is the same as well, but try making that statement in New Orleans). Funnel cake deconstruction is a joy, with so many interlocked layers to work through. There's a real sense of progress with funnel cake that you just don't get otherwise. For us, eating a funnel cake is a zen-like experience that temporarily removes us from the overwhelming, claustrophobic environment in which we're eating it. Please let them have funnel cake this year. If they don't, we'll likely get more ranty than the Capitol Hill Blog did over the Blue Angels, and no one wants that.
If you need a comprehensive guide to Bumbershoot survival, Metblogs did a great job with that.





Back in our youth we went to an after-school program called GRASP (we don't remember what it stood for). It was a weekly opportunity for kids to go and sign up for a variety of activities, like a weekly version of summer camp. It was fun and was a chance to meet kids from other schools. Thing is, after bussing back to our home school at the end of the evening, spanning_time's parents had a tendency to forget us. Week after week, Thursday after Thursday, we'd get back to our school and have to wait a half-hour or so until Mom wondered where we were, at which point she'd rush to pick us up, filled with apologies. One week it took hours for her to remember, so we sat outside the school until around ten at night, alone, waiting for a car we weren't sure was ever coming. It never did, and we ended up catching a ride with an English teacher that was working late.
spanning_time logic can be at times more than a bit circuitous. When we first came across the listings for this weekend's 

That subject makes this sound like a bit of a downer, but since I'm highly doubting that this will feature the same theatrics as the Iron Chef, it's not too far from the truth. That said, tempered expectations say this could be a more sedate kind of enjoyment. As part of this weekend's Vulcan sponsored South Lake Union Block Party, they're going to have a 
We just caught wind of this book reading later tonight, and it sounds pretty interesting, so we have to share. Here's the copy:

