i tried to ford the river, but my oxen died

So I know I promised you all pictures of the coast this post. I lied. I’m lazy, and my camera is still sitting on my couch, photos waiting to be uploaded. What can I say.

I forget everything that’s happened since the last time I wrote. I know stuff has happened, I just forget all of it. I know I went pirate mini-golfing with a friend. It was the best idea we could for escaping the brutal heat that we all we surprised at. It actually got up in the high nineties here. In Portland! That’s one of the reasons I moved here. I also went to the Schnitz again to see Carl Orff’s Carmina Burana. If you’ve never heard, let me fill you in. It’s bloody awesome. And then some. If nothing else, visit the wiki page and listen to the 30 second clip to give you an idea.

And then there was the Cabaret night at the community center I volunteer at. Although there’s no dinner involved, so it would be more like karaoke with a piano and mostly show tunes. But that’s really neither here nor there. I so do not sing. I like to maintain the friendships I have, thank you very much. But it is a lot of fun.

What else… Oh yes. Tonight. As a lark, a few friends and I decided to go roller skating. Haven’t done that since, well, I can’t remember the last time. But it was rather enjoyable. That, and on a wager, a friend of mine dared me to go all decked out. And so I did. I figured now was as good a time as any to dust off the ole’ polyester leisure suit. And so it goes.

You know you’re jealous! The biggest surprise of the night wasn’t that I really didn’t get any odd looks (this is Portland afterall), but that it was surprisingly airy whilst I skated. But that could be because it was three sizes too big.

John, I owe you an email. I haven’t forgotten. At first I was pondering. Then I got distracted. Which is really why I should just respond as soon as I get it. Oh well. And as for comments, this blog does have comments; they’re just not the most intuitive yet. At the top of each post is the name of the post in green. If you click that it will take you specifically to that post’s page where you will see any comments. Additionally, you can click the number after the date to see/leave comments. I’ll have to see about changing that at some point.

Anyway, now that you know how to leave comments, have at it!

Tags: cabaret, Carmina Burana, leisure suits, mini golf, photos, polyester, skating, stupid wagers, the Schnitz
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This weekend I actually managed to do something. I had forgotten what it was like to have a life. And the nice weather made perfect timing. Sadly, the weekend is over. Weekends need to be longer.

I just had my 90 review, and I was repeatedly told how glad they were they found me. So it was no surprise when on friday after work I went out for happy hour with my boss and a few other managers. Not as a result, it was just an offer. We went to one of the many McMenamins, which is a local chain of awesomeness, and sat on the patio in the beautiful weather.

I just chilled Friday night, and Saturday morning I set off with my friend Kimmet (first name Jessica), her friend from Boston and her boyfriend for a trip out to the Columbia River Gorge. We took the scenic highway through the winding woods and stopped at a few vantages and went hiking to some nice waterfalls. This water fall is called “Bridal Veil,” though the most popular of the lot is “Multnomah Falls.”

After we had our fill of hiking and falls, we made our way back into Portland for lunch and rest. That evening we reconvened at Kimmet’s apartment to watch “I am Legend” with Will Smith. I really didn’t know what the movie was about, but it turned out to be pretty good. If you like that sort of film.

Sunday turned out to be gorgeous. Bright, sunny, warm day. Kimmet, her friend and I got breakfast at local bakery and then set out for the coast. A number of people from the east had the misconception that Portland is near the coast. Alas, that is not true. We are about an hour and a half, two hours from the coast. Nice drive, although there was a bit too much clear cutting for my liking. Silly logging industry.

Our first stop was Cannon Beach. Some of you will remember this all-important beach from the movie The Goonies. The Goonie House is in another town 45 minutes north in Astoria, so I didn’t get to see that. Cannon Beach is a cute little touristy town, known for it’s famous Haystack Rock, which is the third largest monolith in the world. I have pictures, but they’re still on my camera, and I wanted to get this bloody thing up sooner rather than later.

We walked the beach a while, enjoyed the salt air and then descended on the town for pizza. I don’t know if I’ve complained about this before, but it’s really hard to find good: pizza and chinese food on the west coast. So much better back east. But I digress.

We bought some taffy and then drove up to Seaside, mostly because it was so close. There really isn’t anything there other than the beach, so we didn’t stay too long. We did discover the wicked cool sport of kite surfing. It’s basically you, a surf board object that you’re strapped to and a big all parachute that you control and go sailing on the waves. We met a guy who told us all about it. Once again, those pictures are on my camera and I’m lazy. Just think of it as something to look forward to next post.

After we had our fill of the coast we headed home for a not-so-quick stop at Powell’s and then dinner at McMenamins. Altogether a very Portlandy weekend.

Life returned to normal the next day except that my position at work had been temporarily downsized. There are three project coordinators in my department, but one of us went on maternity leave. It wasn’t me. However, we did all go to the hospital (we do work there after all) to see her. That’s me holding Cassia (pron: CASH-uh) Ann Reynolds. First time ever holding a less than day old baby. My goodness they’re tiny, and ever so cute. I was actually incredibly nervous to hold her as they’re at least a couple of weeks by the time I get around to them.

So that’s a day in the life of the newly freed Donald! Nothing horribly exciting planned for the immediate future, but things tend to crop up. I hope to be posting more often now that I do have more time, and more things of interest to talk about.

Below is the hodgepodge of photos I took at the Gorge. Next time you’ll get the Cannon Beach shots. Cheers!

The Gorge

Tags: baby, canon beach, coast, columbia river, falls, gorge, happy hour, mcmenamins, pacific ocean, work
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