I remember, when my wife and I were getting acclimated to our new lives in Portland after having moved from Texas, being amazed at the number of people we saw riding bicycles.
To 'amazed' let me add 'nonplussed' and 'nervous' and every once in awhile but still too often for my comfort, 'terrified'. This was in 1992, when there were fewer bicycle commuters than now, but that's relative of course. Never in Dallas Texas would you have seen this number of riders on the street, and…Continue
I’m a big fan of Portland. I love so much about this town that friends and family who don’t live here are probably sick of hearing and reading about it. Can’t say I blame them; proselytizing is annoying regardless of the subject or source. Sometimes my appreciation waxes rhapsodic to the point where it sounds disingenuous and even I think I sound like I’m on the payroll (and hey, Metro? I’m available!).
Of course no city is perfect, and one of Portland’s blemishes is traffic. Oh, I…Continue
I haven't sat down and written a short bloggy note in awhile. Being unemployed fills so much of my time these days.
As I sit here poking at the keyboard, my little neighbor Zoey is playing a game on Cathy's computer (we're minding her while her mother seeks another daycare option). The missus has gone to meet with her doctor, leaving me to look after the munchkin. I'm happy to do this, because she's a little doll, and when not terrorizing my cats and vacuuming my favorite granola…Continue
Don't threaten me with love, baby. Let's just go walking in the rain. ~Billie Holiday
If you like to read about other cities then you no doubt have already discovered City-Data.Com,…Continue
So. I went downtown to get a facial.
I probably need to state here that this is not my regular thing. I’m not a terribly “huggy” type of person, and the idea of strangers touching my face and other bits doesn’t thrill me in the least (not in this context, anyway). Plus, although I wouldn’t describe myself as a guy’s guy, this sort of activity strays a wee bit close to the edge of my gender-comfy zone. I’m not dissing dudes who do this stuff; I’m betting quite a few of my favorite male…Continue