Category: upper left-hand corner
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New names for the obvious. A sign on the bus uses the term "mobility device" in reference to a wheelchair. When did 'wheelchair' become offensive? Is it not a chair with wheels? Why is that wrong? I'm going to start calling my purse a 'personal object transport device'. Large hunks of meat under heat lamps,…
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I got the job! More to come as the exact details of the position have to be worked out with the bosses after the holidays, but I'll be starting just after the first of the year, and it's in furniture/interior design/retail management–go figure.
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view from balcony, note "Volvo" sign—I'm never lost with a beacon like that. a few of the things I like about Portland: -open knit (or crochet) night at Lint, the yarn store for hipsters (but why the cliques ladies?) -riding the Max train for free for more than a week, until I realized that the…
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The adjustment to the early sunset and general darkness is tough–I have to make a real effort to get out and about early to catch any sunshine in the mornings–what little there is, it's all gone by 4:30! but the locals tell me that the long daylight hours in the summertime (sunset as late as…
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Miss Ruby enjoying the affections of Grandpa Bunny. Things are much the same in Edgar, Nebraska as I recall from childhood—"the" school is still standing, the jello still wiggles, and coolwhip containers are just as handy as ever. bless. I blame the pending 14-hour drive day for the poor quality of the only shot of…
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at last, images from my cross-country journey. enjoy. lots of square state stuff. corn. road. sky. more to come later.
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this just in from Anna's Thanksgiving visit with the family—"Cloud", the new public sculpture in Chicago's Millenium Park–but everyone's calling it the "Bean". great shot. I really, really miss Chicago–which is strange as I've not lived there in um, a decade? But to me, as I've said before, the holiday season will always be the…
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Ruby and I stumbled (in a grey fuzz of delayed-onset jetlag/climate adjustment–even the dog is affected) past a vintage Citroen 2CV on our walk this morning. It was red. And mint. I still haven't recovered.
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I had a great Thanksgiving with the Mysterious H. —shared the cooking a bit (I was assigned stuffing, cranberries and white-trash style sweet potatoes–no sweat)and had a perfect day. You know, for spending it in a strange town, with strangers (well, not really) and feeling entirely discumbobulated (sp?). We found a complete butterball turkey, still…
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That's quite a change from "Bonjour!". I've arrived in Portland, it's been nearly a week today. I made incredible time driving across country–or so they say—I left Atlanta on that Saturday morning, arrived to the outskirts of Portland on Tuesday night. I spent the night in a hotel to get one last night of good…
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