2009 – I hate you. Throw-myself-on-the-floor-and-kick-and-scream-and-throw-a-tantrum-and-show-the-entire-world-my-butt-for-eternity-kind-of-hate. It usually takes me a few weeks to remember to start writing the new year on checks, papers, etc. but I can promise you that I will have no such problems remembering that you are gone this time around. Not that you promised much, but you took away so…
Portland isn’t that big – yet there is an area of town that we never seem to find ourselves in. That’s SW. So today we sought to rectify that situation and explore the South Park Blocks. I’m ready for anything – since we’re never here everything smells new and exciting. Ah, the Portland Art Museum. …
Geese. A whole flock of them. Just sitting there, waiting. Taking in a slightly wet day, cooling their feet on the grass. You know what happens next… Oh yeah, Bogart Handsome Devil’s Goose Removal Officer, at your service! I’m feelin’ GOOD after that quick run. And satisfied after dispersing that entire flock of geese. And…
