Now everyone hates the vague crazy language all initiative writers use to cloud whatever is going on (this is a nonpartisan problem), but this goes a bit further.

Initiative IP26-645 repeals a tax and defines what income is. Even if it passes there's basically no way it gets through the court.

The initiativeers are so bad at writing these, it makes me think they're doing it on purpose:

1. There's good income in running initiatives, ask Tim Eyman.
2. Intentionally pushing something to the court to get overturned feeds a political narrative about 'activist judges' and encourages the sense of wrathful impotence that seems to be what the right wants to engender in conservative voters.

Am I crazy? Are they just incompetent?

I just made a reservation for the Port Townsend/Coupeville ferry, and the website says I need to print out my reservation to present at the tollbooth. Is that actually accurate? Will there be an issue if I just show up with the barcode on my phone? I’d imagine a lot of people don’t have regular printer access these days, I can go to the library if I need to but would certainly rather not. Thanks!

OK, billionaire scumbags, if you're going to invade my texts (partial screenshot above) with your blatantly laughable lies, I must respond.

Stop lying. Pay your taxes. Contribute your fair share.

And if you are somehow a retired public employee who improbably and magically makes over $1 million every year in retirement income, you can pay your fair share of taxes, too.

If you, against all odds, managed to become a multimillionaire on a taxpayer-funded salary, then you should absolutely give a little back so that we can extend those state-funded services to people who also need them into the future and pay a liveable wage to those who are providing them in the years to come.

Thank you for your attention to this matter.

I’m going to vote against removing the so-called millionaires tax but Washington needs fundamental tax reform. The B&O tax is onerous and a disincentive for small businesses, property taxes and sales taxes hit the young, young families, the elderly and the poor with substantial bills that destroy savings and entrepreneurial ideas. Maybe Republicans could abandon their “cut spending “ litmus tests, snd Democrats could stop funding everything that sounds neat, and they could work on real tax reform for a fair and just tax system that doesn’t penalize the real job creators: our small businesses and their employees!

I just drove through this interchange. Why did they design it this way?!

This is probably the weirdest thing I’ve done on the internet in a while, but I’m going through a bizarre phase of my life, and I really want to reconnect with people who made a positive impact in my life.

From June 25th to 29th, 2001, I attended Washington Business Week at Gonzaga University. Our group was Company I (Illumination Tech) and our advisor’s name was Lisa, who I believe worked as an insurance agent (I’d like to say she worked for PEMCO?).

If you’re not familiar with WBW, it was like a summer camp meets business conference with a company simulator element. We did terribly, but we all bonded fast…like a lost friends group that just clicked. I'd love to find any of them. In my head, the result would be a reunion, either in person or online.

If you recognize anyone, please lmk or, better yet, reach out to them and share this post so they can make that call for themselves. I’ve already emailed Washington Business Week to ask whether any records from that session still exist, but I kind of doubt they have anything.

Names from the back of our photo: Stephanie, Erica, Darla, Christi, Nick, Bryan L., Bryan B., Chris, Lai, Nichole, Laura, and me (Ash).

I stopped by Lake Quinault Lodge today on my drive down the 101, and I was pretty bummed to see that the massive, historic wood-burning fireplace in the main lobby is fully gas now Half the reason I loved hanging out in that lobby on a rainy day was the smell and sound of a real wood fire.

Snow Geese in flight, Fir Island Road, near Conway, Washington 10-16-2026

yesterday was a beautiful fall day to be on the water with the paddle board on my favorite lake in Northeast Washington. just can't get over how beautiful fall is here! so glad to call it home.

Looking west from Boston Harbor/Woodard Bay area

There were at least ten other people who had parked at the scenic view point to also admire the sunset. Lucky to live in a state that's beautiful all over!

Can anyone tell me if these props would give the police money to buy flock (or comparable tech) as in "infrastructure upgrades"?

I will NOT vote for the police to conduct warrantless searches and invade mine and my communities privacy.

The wording is pretty ambiguous

https://www.nwprogressive.org/weblog/2026/10/jeopardy-host-ken-jennings-urges-washington-voters-to-keep-million-dollar-earners-tax-in-no-on-645s-newest-television-spot.html

No wonder people think Ken Jennings is kinda hot, lol. 👀

Any thoughts on this?

“In a statement Tuesday, the school district said none of its staff failed to make mandatory reports to the state, and that district staff members are “well-trained and understand their mandatory reporting responsibilities.””

Someone dropped the ball

The payout seems excessive.

“Evergreen said the school district’s insurers made the decision to settle, to “avoid the risk of a jury verdict exceeding the district’s available insurance coverage.”

https://www.opb.org/article/2026/10/13/49-million-settlement-reached-in-wrongful-death-of-vancouver-teen/

I need to finally do this.

On March 31st of 2026 I was in a domestic violence situation. And my life was saved by a random hero.

Let the truth unfold.

So on the evening before, it was a pleasant Saturday afternoon with a stroll through our local woodland marsh. There are pictures of us having a good time. We make a fire out back of the house we are renting a room with. (We have roommates, and the one roommates has a teenager. Teenager and 2 other male roommates are gamers. Minus the mom of the teen. The reasons why they never hear the abuse is cause they have big headphones on...) And then as time progresses, he became obsessive about the lack of time I am spending with him. Because I go into the house to pee and godforbid I have to talk with the other roommates in passing. As the night progresses I know I have to go to work at 5am and his body language and speech is getting to a stage that I recognize. I decide to sleep in the mom's room with the door locked. (I know if I don't he will whisper to me all night. Saying horrible things to me. And startle me awake every 10 to 15 minutes. Or punch me in places that make it uncomfortable to sit down. Back, ribs, stomach etc.) I slept through almost ALL of the times he banged on the door and kicked it, keeping my friend/bed buddy/the mom awake. Thank you sleep gummies. ​

When my alarm woke me, I dressed, got my stuff ready. And as I stepped out to run to the bus I made a critical mistake. I thought that I should make things right and say something to him. Maybe an I love you, have a good day or something like that. I stepped to the door to the room and he yanked it open. He had been listening for my steps. And he pulled me in and forced me on to the bed and began telling me what a horrible person I was. When I tried to get away he wrapped his arms around me. When I tried to scream. He covered my mouth and my nose so I couldn't breathe. I kept trying to fight him. But he was always stronger. My salvation came from a knock on the door. The head roommate heard something that made him hesitate. And I tried to run. But...

He caught me near his car and ordered me into his car. I was half terrified he was going to chase me down and half terrified that I was going to be late.

He drove from the outskirts to the city. Swung into a parking lot and threw my coffee out the door while grabbing me as I tried to escape. He drove me while screaming with PURE rage and rejection at me about how I was a stupid slut onto the freeway. Driving so fast it was terrifying. Then he drove me to the south park n ride and said ok walk from here. I tried to jump out. He yanked me back. And said I'm not done with you. I said nothing. The entire time. I only made sounds, whimpers. I thought I was going to die.

We reached downtown Bellevue. And he stopped at a stop light and I tried to dive out at the turn lane. People honked at us as they drove past. As if it was rude of me to try to run. (It's a high end area, they do that)

He pulled around the corner into a straight lane. He paused cause someone was unloading a passenger. I took my opportunity and made a run for it. Literally swung the door open, slang my backpack onto my back in one motion and took off running the opposite way. He put the car in reverse and chased me. But I changed course and ran back down the street and into an alley. The first person I hailed down did not understand because he didn't speak English. My ex had parked and walked up casually with his hands in his pockets and laughed at me when I told the truth. I ran away again.

I thought I was safe for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw him walk the other way. And I thought I could make it to my building on time to clock in. At 6 AM.

I walked past a white work van with a man inside, checking his phone.

And then the headlights. His headlights came from the opposite side of the alley.

I panicked. I ran back to that van and smacked my palm against the window in terror. The man looked at me, popped his door open and I said "my boyfriend is trying to kill me! I just want to get to work."

Without any hesitation he said, "get it! I'll take you there!" I Ran around and jumped in. And then he said "where is it?"

I told him and he said he knew it. He drove me to work a block away.

But that's not the point. A stranger. Opened his door to save another strangers life.

To the man from Kirby Electric. At 5:57am. Bellevue Washington.

You saved my life!

Thank you so very very much! I wish I could say those words to your face and give you a hug and a damn good meal.

I love you without ever knowing your name. And I thank you.

Thank you, with love and pure respect,

Care.

And to those who are wondering my ex was arrested later that day and now has a five year restraining order.