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The Portland Sidewalk Tour

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Ready to Rock!

OMG, OMG, OMG…I’m off to see Rodrigo y Gabriela tonight at the Crystal Ballroom! I’ll be sure to stop in this weekend with a review. Thanks to Tater for turning me on to these folks a few short months ago. I’ve become their biggest fan and PR machine in Portland and had no trouble convincing a few folks to join me.

I Suck…

…but you knew that. I’m not talking about that though…I’m talking about Portland’s LGBTQ history. Local PDX blogger and seamstress extraordinaire, Lelo in NoPo, sent me this quiz.

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My sorry ass score (4/10) shows I don’t know beans about it so I’m heading down to the Q Center this weekend to participate in their history events. Actually, I’ve been looking forward to this since last month when Lelo told me about the A-list panel of activists, community leaders and politicians they’ve assembled for a roundtable discussion “30+ years in the making: Stories from the struggle for our rights“.

I’m sure a better time will not be had anywhere in town that night. I mean think about it…a room full of mo’s telling war stories about the struggle for equality. It’s going to be FAGTABULOUS!!

Here Comes the Rant Rain

Well tonight I got a taste of what I’ll be putting up with over the next six months…people who can’t drive in the rain! Yeah…go figure. We live with rain for more than half the year and yet most folks still can’t drive once the rains settle in. My drive from work is usually 25 minutes tonight it was forty five…to travel eleven miles.

I left work and tuned into the traffic report to find that all the roads are a mess. When the main arteries get clogged, thousands of drivers get off the main roads, which they can barely maneuver when it’s wet, to take the side streets and little winding roads they barely know and drive like they’ve never been behind the wheel of a car before. Let alone on a rainy day. I’m not exaggerating here…really. These idiots hit their brakes on every curve, not corner, curve. They stop at every intersection even if there isn’t a stop sign and they refuse to pull over and let the 30 cars behind them pass. At least the school bus drivers are kind enough to pull over when there’s a line of cars behind them, and they know the roads. You’d think Mr. “I-don’t-need-instructions-I’ll-just-take-my-chances-and follow-these-other-cars” would at least pull over to avoid looking like the asshole he is for not knowing what the fuck he’s doing but no…he wants everyone to see how big an asshat he truly is. Fuck you asshat, get a GPS system in your monster truck…not to mention some balls!

And…it’s only going to get worse. Come January, if we’re lucky, we’ll have a little snow and as soon as that first flake hits the windshield some dumb fuck is going to drive into a ditch and half a dozen others will park their cars on the freeways, in the fast lane, and leave them there while they stand on the side of the road and call for help because they can’t drive in snow…which hasn’t even dusted the road yet. I’m serious kids! I know this because they have news reporters all over this town for days before the snow comes and you can watch these stupid fucks on TV…yep! It sounds funny at first but usually by noon you’re so tired of watching every, yes EVERY channel, show the same four videos over and over while you wait hear some real news you move to the computer. That is, provided some dickhead hasn’t driven into a power pole leaving half the city out of power for the next three days. Oh…it hurts to even think about it.

So, this is my fate and I live with it because I love this green state, the forests, the rivers, the hills. But I will always hate the drivers who haven’t learned to drive in one of the rainiest states in the country.

I feel better and will shut up.

Lockdown

I received an email from the university today warning of a planned announcement and possible protest by PETA tomorrow. It reminded me of something I wrote shortly after starting work here all those years ago when we had another PETA visit. Oddly, this was before 9/11 and reading it now I can compare the security situation that day with what we now experience going to the airport. It also reminded me that I used to smoke. Something I tend to forget now that I’m a year and half clean.  Interestingly, this happened within days of my taking this position…I should have paid more attention to what the universe was telling me.

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With the threat of animal rights activists showing up to demonstrate, the university has taken extreme cautions. I sit here in my office behind 2 locked doors. Outside the second door is the sign identifying this as the administration office. It has been covered with a large manila envelope.

Proceeding down the hallway, the only door unlocked is the bathroom door. Oh…and the elevator. Which you need to exit the building since you can’t get to the stairs without a key.

Once on the third floor where there is outside access, you will find uniformed police at every entrance/exit (locked of course). The officers are all in complete riot gear. In the parking lot just next to the building are even more officers hovering near a large bus (evidently for hauling the arrestees off to jail), and a whole stable full of horses. Maybe I can get a horsey ride to my car after work.

The big guy, my boss, is in his office which is locked too. To access his office you need to get through mine. Good Luck!

The big guy came to me just before lunch to let me know that I should lock my door just as an added measure of security. Even though I can see everyone that might come through the locked front door. His reasoning is that they could easily run into my office with a camera before I could get to my door to shut it. Damn…there goes my fifteen minutes.

Ya’ know…they have gone to great extremes to be sure and let the protesters know where to find the labs with animals. It seems to me that they should put all the police in front of the cafeteria. That would be the perfect decoy and the protestors would still have something to protest. “The killing of animals for food” or “I wouldn’t even feed this stuff to my dog”.

Oh well…gotta’ go put on my sunglasses and trenchcoat and grab my ID card so I can go outside and have a cigarette. I should be back in about 30 minutes if I don’t get stopped by security.

Macabre Marionettes

Having thrilled to the CastIron Carousel Marionette play “The Horrible House of Dr. Hadrian” last March I was thrilled to hear they are returning to everyone’s favorite living room, Proper Eats, with their new marionette play for grown-ups.

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These folks rock and I highly recommend finding your way over to St. John’s for a pint and the play. You won’t be disappointed! Besides all the little kiddies should be in bed by the time 9:00 rolls around so you have no excuse to stay home.

And…be sure to bring your leftover candy because you’ll want to give me a treat for turning you on to such extraordinary entertainment.

Happy Halloween!!

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Gothic Crossing

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I ran across this cool art car gathering prior to their appearance at the Alberta Street Fair a few weeks back. Here is one of my favorites.

Rev. Bill’s Vacation Bible Camp

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