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a list of
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
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dropped my camera, its now broken.

ipod stopped working, but i banged on it... it's fixed.

ill be back into biking this friday (hopefully).

Portland still gives me chills, actual chills, from time to time.

For instance, I just got back from a debate hosted by one of the two weeklies (the Portland Mercury). The debate was titled "Bikes vs. Cars" and bikes won. The debate was held in big open bar and it was packed. The moderator was Sam Adams, transportation commissioner (one of the five city commissioners). Portland: a town of beer lovers, where electing a man named Sam Adams to be the transportation czar is just the beginning.

Adams clearly enjoying the spotlight, but doing a fine job, made some good jokes and kept the discussion rolling. Walking back to the bus stop I saw:

a rat, tottering into a bush
an actress, from a locally produced bike-centered WebTV show.
a startlingly fine sunset.

Lately, I've been thinking a lot about whether or not intelligence is an automatic virtue. Conclusion so far: no, but with lots of interesting (to me) qualifiers.

Benson Bubblers
Monday, July 9, 2007
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These drinking fountains are all over Portland. They're called Benson Bubblers. I got so caught up taking these photos that I missed the bus. Whoops!

welcome to portland
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
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Many, many months ago I commented on someone's YouTube video. The video's creator found me on Last.fm. We discussed my eventual move to Portland. My first weekend in here I met up with this contact, Erica at the B-Side. She introduced me to Natalie, who was friends with Josh. We all walked down the street to RonToms. There, I met Mike, the ship builder, and Erin, the fatalist. Two months later I would see Erin riding a beat up old motorized bicycle. That first night, Natalie and I exchanged numbers and Josh found me online. Natalie introduced me to Will and Mollie a few nights later. I forgot my wallet, which means no ID, which means no fun in Portland. Will gave me a speedy ride home. We hung out at the Triple Nickel on Belmont but Avery, Mollie's twin sister couldn't make it. Kyle did make it though. A few nights later Lavender Diamond played a free show at a record store across the river and I met Josh and Erica there. Josh introduced me to his roommate David, who would later introduce me to his girlfriend Natasha. After, Erica, Josh and I went to a sushi resturant. Erica masterminded the buses home from the west side. Natalie decided to have a picnic. But that wasn't set up for another week. In the meantime I met her and Ramon at Horse Brass, and started meeting movie people one night at a time. The picnic rolled around and a good time was had by all at Laurelhurst, the greatest park ever. Thats the first two weeks. More when I can remember it.

dooksee
Sunday, July 1, 2007
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Thought I might give something like this a try. It could use some serious refinement, but for now its just a sort of proof of concept. Check it out:

dooksee.com