Today I rode my bike five thousand miles. And the front derailleur cable broke, just sort of stiffened and snapped, right at the shifter, and so the chain was stuck in the very easiest granny gear (and I ride a steadfast sort of steel-framed touring bike, which has a veritable rolodex of granny gears) and … Continue reading Ode to RoHo
Pictures
The Grotto
. There’s a big hunk of rock on 82nd and Sandy covered all over with douglas-firs and yellow cedars, right next to highway 205. It’s the Grotto. A chunk of old-growth forest that never got cut down all the way, because the Catholics wanted it. I’m not sure why- before a week ago, I didn’t … Continue reading The Grotto
While we’re on the subject of insomnia…
.I have such a hard time saying no to the computer late at night. Why do I feel so creative at midnight? It doesn't make any sense! Here I am posting, when I should be going to bed. Some other things I do when I'm not asleep:
COME SEE ME READ
.I AM GOING TO READ YOU A STORYIN A BRIGHTLY COLORED T-SHIRTOR A TASTEFULLY CUFFED BUTTON-DOWNLIVE AND IN PERSONat the IPRC, Thursday, January 22nd, where sunlight streams in the windows and there is as much mis-matched cardstock as you can eat (and the cheapest copies in town!)BURN THE DATE INTO YOUR MEMORY.Seven p.m. sharp, followed … Continue reading COME SEE ME READ
My Sleep is Full of Drama
.Two weeks' worth of dreams, and the moon won't hold stillI dreamed I lived in a great, rambling building, which had been abandoned, of course. I didn’t live there so much as stay there, and I slept in the coldest, darkest, moldiest room, which was the worst for sleeping. The building was run by a … Continue reading My Sleep is Full of Drama
where do the days go?
For two weeks the city was paved in packed snow and peopled with cross-country skiers and cookie-sheet sledders, everyone else was trapped inside. The busses went nowhere, slowly, the insides hardly warm and bleakly lit. I opted for walking, setting out each day at the break of noon on my good two feet, with a … Continue reading where do the days go?
Friend interview: Toby
What did you eat today?-I ate Joe’s salmon bacon chowder which Ali replicated. That’s what I had for breakfast. I also had two teas- one a mysterious floral berry tea, the other one a clump of five teabags I had sitting around, already used. I put them all in a mug and made another tea. … Continue reading Friend interview: Toby
my friends are beautiful
A cocktail party. How is it that I get to be friends with the hottest queers on earth?
More Pictures of Portland in the Snow
Pearl needed walkingSnow ducks!But who will tow the towtruck?
Since I’ve Been Back In Portland (these things have happened)
My friends' houses are beautifulThe snow begins. I finally get to wear the old (coyote?) fur hat I found at goodwill in the height of summerIt keeps snowing. Snowpocalypse/cabin fever 2008.The people of Portland discover physics, cookie sheets, go sledding
CARROT QUINN 
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