Portland bust

I don't want you to have a mustache.I don't want you to only ride a bike.I don't want you to be a vegan.I don't think it's cute for you to write your robot profile in binary code.Beer is cool and all, but there are other things to have strong feelings about.Dating in Portland is like trying to weed your way through a corn maze, but you know Jack Nickolson is waiting somewhere in there with an ax and...

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One man's trash is trash

I floated the Clackamas river this weekend. My, oh my, did I have fun. I went there assuming "floating" meant the same as it does in Bend: jump on your floaty, hook onto your friends and casually float down the river for an hour and a half. I wasn't prepared for a three hour float with rapids and constant paddling. Once I detached myself from the others and removed my watch (safely placing it around...

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My temper

Today I blasted my way home from work on I-5 with Temper Trap. I sort of cried a little bit. And then I'd get all "I can do anything" and then I'd tear up a little bit again. Driving on I-5 late at night toward my new house is kind of awesome. I get to look at the city across the river and then as I...

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Inspiration, tweet sized

I've had a tab to my blog open on my web browser for three weeks now. Every day I intend to write in it and find an excuse not to ("Oh, I should watch that episode of Entourage I downloaded," "I'm going to browse some jobs," "I'm going to endlessly read Facebook updates"). So then, I sort of gave up...

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