Needless Worrying? That’s My Specialty.

Today has been luxuriously lazy. I’ve done nothing but lounge around, drinking coffee, eating a breakfast of Spam and eggs, and watching mind-numbing  sitcoms on television. I think there may have been a brief, unplanned nap thrown in for good measure, as well. Exactly what I needed after a hectic three-day work symposium that hadContinue reading “Needless Worrying? That’s My Specialty.”

Using an Umbrella, Portland Style

I’ve said many times that one of the rules to visiting Portland, or living in the Pacific Northwest, is that locals never use umbrellas. Apparently, I was wrong. Turns out we do use them. Just not in the conventional manner. Truth is, I wonder if this guy even knows how to work the thing. But at leastContinue reading “Using an Umbrella, Portland Style”

The Naked Truth About Capitol Hill

It’s hard to concentrate on a slice of pizza when a group of 30 or so naked bike riders goes pedaling by your table. When that happens, you’re faced with an awkward decision: take another bite and pretend that it’s perfectly natural to see a whole bunch of people go perfectly au naturel in theContinue reading “The Naked Truth About Capitol Hill”

Why I’m Here (Not Philosophically Speaking)

Saturday night, Tara and I met up with a friend from Seattle for drinks at our favorite Portland hangout, Interurban. They had dinner reservations elsewhere, so she and I headed down the street to a restaurant that specialized in Southern food (think hush puppies and collard greens). Good stuff. Then, when we were walking backContinue reading “Why I’m Here (Not Philosophically Speaking)”

A Native At Heart

I took an interesting online quiz the other day. Well, technically it wasn’t a quiz, but it was still interesting. 31 Signs You’re a Portland Native. Now, I’m not actually a Portland native. I moved to the Pacific Northwest in 1994, when I was 25 years old. And though I’ve lived here for nearly twentyContinue reading “A Native At Heart”

We Ate Rudolph (And Santa Got Pissed)

“There’s too much to do around here,” I told Tara this morning. Tough problem to have, right? But it’s true. In the waning weeks of summer, there is too much to do and too little time. We want to go to Windy Ridge, and hike around Mount Hood, and visit the Pittock Mansion, and spendContinue reading “We Ate Rudolph (And Santa Got Pissed)”