Living Down By The River

I love reading the the Astoria Police press logs. They are not always so entertaining, and sometimes they can be a bit depressing. But often, they contain little gems that make me smile.

Astoria Police Log 1/25/12 3:20

SUSP CIRCUMSTANCES

“Report of something making a grunting noise in backyard of the house. Reporting unsure of what it was. Officers located a seal in the backyard, aquarium contacted and advised.”

Can you imaging being the officer responding to that call? What a mess a seal would make in the back of a cruiser.

Did You Kiss Anyone Screening February 7th

Okay. Our friend Mike Vogel makes movies and stuff. He’s a funny guy and a fantastic writer, and he assembled a super talented cast and crew to make an original, all local film about “Marriage, sex, and shitting with the door open.”

We blogged about being extras in the film two years ago. So it’s a funny movie, and it will be an entertaining evening, and if you live in Portland, you should totally go to the screening.

Also. You should go because I’m going to get up on stage before the screening and talk about how Dave and I met. I’m calling it “How to Marry Your Internet Stalker.” As Mike suggested, it’s going to help get over my phobia about sharing personal details of my life publicly. I will also probably crap myself.

Our friend Bill Reagan, who is a talented storyteller featured often on TriMet Diaries and elsewhere, will also be telling a story before the show.

And Mike’s got other fun stuff planned. So you should totally come! Come witness me on stage with a microphone in my hand for the first time in my life (I need lots of attention). I’ll also be sharing some upcoming plans Dave and I are making for our Next Adventure. Please join us!

February 7 at 7 pm at the Bagdad Theater on Hawthorne. $3 to get in.

Travel Tuesday-ish: Whale Watching Fail

So I don’t know if you know this: It rains a lot on the coast. People, it rains. RAINS. This week started with a lovely dusting of snow, and has ended with heaping buckets of rain. There’s flooding and pandemonium and gnashing of teeth. I’d like to think back a couple weeks, forever ago, to [...]

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Four Years Ago

Four years ago today, it was snowing as I drove north through Redding, California. I was driving up I-5, the spine of the west coast, on my way from Los Angeles to Portland, Oregon. I had a kitty in the passenger seat, and a car stuffed with boxes of clothes, camping gear, books and whatever [...]

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Snow Is Nice

It was snowing when I woke up this morning. As I drank my coffee and ate breakfast, the snow came down in sheets and squalls. As soon as I felt like a human being, I grabbed the camera, bundled up, and headed out for a walk. River benches. The old train station. The Peacock in [...]

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Sun Is Nice

My parents and sister all live in southern California, which is an anomaly, because we are all originally from Massachusetts. That they all ended up in California was sort of an accident. I was the first to migrate to the west coast, and I first lived in Santa Barbara, which is gorgeous and expensive. After [...]

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