Recent books read: We, by Yevgeny Zamyatin The Warden, by Anthony Trollope Five Families: The Rise, Decline, and Resurgence of America’s Most Powerful Mafia Empires, by Selwyn Raab The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, Volume II (Modern Library Edition), by Edward Gibbon Today is muggy and I am logy but I still […]
I can’t roll up the sidewalk outside my house and take it indoors, and the city considers it part of the street system, and outside of my property. Yet I am legally responsible for its upkeep and repair. I suppose it’s a more direct form of taxation for infrastructure maintenance than we normally see, and […]
My neighborhood may not be a walker’s paradise, but it is at least rated very walkable. Which makes sense, given how many street walkers there are.
I went for a bike ride yesterday evening. Luckily nobody attacked me, nor did I find it necessary to use my AK. Nobody screamed “Faggot!” at me from their huge black pickup truck, no carload of yoots made barking noises at me, no crackers blared their horns at me for daring to ride in the […]
People of Southeast Portland! If you post a “free stuff” ad on craigslist offering free bricks, and if I have been refreshing the free stuff page every fifteen seconds because I want me some free bricks, and if I call your number three seconds after the ad posts, and if I leave a voicemail swearing I want the […]
One of the advantages of walking dogs is the chance to explore the neighborhood. I’ve probably been on every street in a forty-five minute walk radius of our house. Still there are a few routes we walk regularly, and even there I am always seeing things I never noticed before. Yesterday evening I was walking […]
Mrs The Fyd was born and raised in Hawaii. Not only is this a foreign country, it is also a foreign clime and the torpor thus generated has led its culture to develop on a different track from that of the North American continent. It would be vulgar to state that their version of the English language has become bastardized, […]
Via Mindless Blather, we learn that someone has spilled the beans about the Portland magical unicorn entitlement. Which does not exist, of course.
It’s felt lately as if we’ve been stuck in a late-winter fugue state. We the people anticipate warmer days, or at least warmer rains, and yet we are chilled and our limbs are weary of cursing the gods. Perhaps it is the early onset of Daylight Savings Time this year we will blame. Such falsely […]
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