Please go here or maybe here or even here till you see a post titled “Charter Review And You” that was posted on the Portland Metroblog. Please go click it. I’d appreciate the read, especially if you’re local, but it isn’t required. I am shameless whoring my post out so it gets on the front page at ORblogs and more people will see it. It’s a good post, really. The Mercury sure thought so! So if you can spare a minute, please make with the clicky. Thanks!
Last night I went out right from work with a friend of mine. He and I hit a happy hour and consumed lovely pita bread covered with hummus and olive bits and cucumbers. Yum. We also had an order of “totchos”, which is standard issue nacho fixins atop a pile of tots. OMG. If you have not had them you need to. Seriously. It’s some joint in Sellwood.
Anyway.
Then I got home and I was chillin like a villain till my phone rang. It was J.Ro tempting me with an evening of kara-mo-ke. (That’s karaoke with The Gay.) I upped and decided to go. It was SUPER fun! My friend The Prod and my friend Steveana are hosting now at Boxxes on Wednesdays, and they were loads of fun. Plus I got to sing three songs and did pretty good on all of them. And I got to crack jokes in the meantime, which was fun. I only had one drink, and I had it because I got the right answer to some quesiton that I totally forget now. But it was super fun! Mostly it was cool to see J.Ro and his sidekick and everyone else, and hang with folks I don’t see very often. Part of why I think it was just exactly what I needed was because every since I posted about my friend whose mom passed away I have been really weird. Everything makes me cry, I just keep thinking about my own parents, it has turned me into a person I don’t really like being. It isn’t that I am anti-tears or anything, but I don’t feel like myself when all I really do is cry or recover from it, so it makes me feel even worse because then I’m not really myself.
Thanks to everyone who was out last night, and thank you for clapping for Soul Coughing and Jimmy Eat World and Robbie Williams as interpreted by moi. I needed it, so I’m glad the planets aligned and sent me out last night. Thanks planets!
Seriously, I have a billion tabs open all over the place and I am keeping them open to pass on and such. Enjoy.
* OMG! Some bands have The Gay! But some of them are safe, too.
* He’s in disguise all right! He’s made of paper!
* Death Star Trench re-enactment on a level that astounds even me. And as a SW geek, I’ve seen an awful lot of this kind of thing.
* I’ll take one in Bondi Blue.
* I found this ice cube tray on Coolhunting next to the entry on new MetroMint flavors which is why Coolhunting is so freaking awesome.
* Caffeinated JEWELRY. Rock.
* Not cheap but super fantastic.
* Completely compatible with all your other Apple hardware, it’s iPad!
* Space Invaders on Google Earth.
* First Life. Get one.
* Spend a night in Cinderella’s Castle!
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I have a friend who has a mom. (Technically, everybody does, I know, but I mean one person in particular who may or may not want to be ID’d.) This person’s mother passed away yesterday. Odds are good you do not know this person or even know of this person, but if you could take a moment and think some good thoughts or send some good vibes out into the universe I will do what I can to make sure they are properly routed. Thank you.
This is the best video in I don’t know how long. There’s a twist at the end, and then a twist in the credits too. And before you ask, yes that’s really him, and THAT’S really HIM, too. OMG Becky.