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 [...]
I assume the graphic arts department, as well as at least three layers of the Oregonian’s vaunted editing resources, will be resigning over this map. I’m not talking about the typo in the attribution. I’m referring to the no-longer-existent country just south of Chad. Even during its existence said country never shared a border with Chad. Tant pis.
If you emerge from the bushes in the landscaping around the Walgreen’s parking lot, and I am walking by with the dogs, and if you’ve just been in those bushes for the purpose of getting high by whatever means, then please don’t try and engage me in incoherent, drug-logic small-talk. I really don’t care what [...]
After a traditional Christmas breakfast I took the dogs on the traditional Christmas Day walk. I wondered that it felt so cold and abruptly we were in the middle of thick, heavy snow. This felt like the kind of snow fall you get high up in the Alps, where sitting in the chairlift leaves you [...]
This is a sad tale, but it is also an example of first-class journalism and writing. I read the original story of the two deaths in the Oregonian, thought it was odd but never saw any follow-up. Thankfully Nancy Rommelmann has the instincts and chops to find out far more than the original reporting uncovered. Nancy is [...]