I, Anonymous: Under the Needle

STEVEN WEISSMAN
Okay. I grew up around here. And I recently found myself alone at the base of the Space Needle. At 3 a.m. Hammered. I said, "Fuck it." I hid behind the old ticket offices, listened to "Hearts" from the old Yes album 90125 for some ungodly reason ("Love me, teach me, know me"), and had an awesome wank, gazing past the Space Needle into space. It was so bitchin'…