The perfect blend of dorkiness and endearment

Does the title of our new literary playground sound like a best seller? I thought it sounded a bit Anne of Green Gables-esque, or perhaps a bit more Tom Sawyer-esque. My first publication on my very first blog! It feels quite strange to be writing things that potentially other people could be reading (that is, if they can get past the cheechy title (that's a Luke Abernathy-ism, and that was the first adjective that came to mind--- "Cheechy," by the way, is a nice blend of both dorkiness and endearment, as I understand it--those are two qualities that I personally aim to strive for, so hopefullly every entry will have the perfect proportions of both).
Anyway, I was getting a burst of creative energy tonight after seeing Over the Rhine at the Triple Door in Seattle, and just felt a blog could be a good way to get my thoughts flowing, and also display Joel's really great photos that he takes of the beauty here in Seattle. So for those of you who have been hooked by my blog title, please continue to check back and see exactly what kind of adventures do happen on Admiral Way....
I do have to say a couple of words about Over the Rhine, though, before I sign off. They never fail to inspire me and move me to tears and laughter... they are a band that has journeyed with me for about ten years now. I was first introduced to them when I was 16 years old by Ryan Russey back in Michigan on a late-August evening after Cross-Country practice. The album was Good-Dog/ Bad-Dog, and it grew on me in much the same way that dark-roast Sumatra and Cabernet Sauvignon did in their earthy and musky way; it's like something surprising that crawls into your skin that you're not quite sure about at first, but makes itself at home (okay, it sounded like I was just describing a parasite). You know what I mean. I was hooked from that summer of 1997 on... and It's been a lovely decade.