Monday, July 28, 2008


So after I get all the stuff on the shelves during freight shift, I open the store up and have to cashier for three hours before i can go home and sleep. There is this guy always waiting for me to open the door, he's huge and he walks like a lumbering windup toy, and he talks to himself the whole way around the store, until he comes to the magazines at which point he starts talking to the stars. And so he's in line, talking to himself as usual when another guy walking behind my checkstand (also obviously not all there) stops because he thinks the first guy is talking to him. Without skipping a beat, the first guy says, 'I wasn't talking to you, you're hearing voices, you're crazy, no offense, but you're bipolar or something' and laughed and then he continued rambling. Afterwards, the second guy comes up to me in the checkstand and stares at me for ten seconds, then straightfaced says 'I'm fucked up' and then continues staring at me.

Only two more workdays then road trip!

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Top Five (Places to Take Someone Visiting Portland)

*In honor of Scott's Julie arriving today*

5. Hawthorne/Belmont District
4. Washington Park
3.Columbia Gorge
2.Eastbank Esplanade
1. Scott's Basement THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID

yeah I done it.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Cough Kenneth Cough

k, i wasn't looking up ways to breakup with a girlfriend (honestly, please don't make that phone call) but a link from a link (damn your beguilings, internet!) brought me to the ten best ways. anyway:

#9. Join a Cult: Join a cult with her, only you'll be faking. Wait until she's converted and totally into the cult, then go home.

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Karl Rove loves America

Vanity Fair's Proust Quiz, a short, 150-year-old questionnaire designed to reveal a person as quickly and deeply as possible, profiles your hero and mine, Karl Rove. Let's listen in:

Karl Rove
A principal architect of the disastrous presidency of George W. Bush, Karl Rove, 57, has charted a long course from the internship he landed with the Republican Party in Utah almost four decades ago. Here, the president’s former deputy chief of staff reflects on his fear of going broke, his impatience, and his voracious reading habit.

What is your current state of mind?
Energized, challenged, ready.

What is your greatest extravagance?
Too many books.

What is your greatest fear?
Living foolishly above my means and running out of money.

What is the trait you most deplore in others?
Not being authentic.

What do you consider the most overrated virtue?

If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
Try to be more patient.

What is the quality you most like in a man?
Quiet confidence.

What is the quality you most like in a woman?
Strength of character.

Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
“Fabulous!” After that, “Look … ” followed by an explanation.

Which talent would you most like to have?
To play a musical instrument or sing worth a darn.

What or who is the greatest love of your life?
The who are my wife and son. The what is America.

Where would you like to live?
Texas, of course.

What is your favorite occupation?

What is your most treasured possession?
My books, starting with the first one I can ever remember reading, Great Moments in History.

Who are your favorite writers?
In alphabetical order: Jorge Luis Borges, Gabor Boritt, Ray Bradbury, G. K. Chesterton, Winston Churchill, David Herbert Donald, T. S. Eliot, Joseph Ellis, Gary Gallagher, F. A. Hayek, Paul Horgan, Paul Johnson, Tom Lea, C. S. Lewis, Abraham Lincoln, John D. MacDonald, David McCullough, Merrill Peterson, Robert Remini, Andrew Roberts, William Shakespeare, Adam Smith, Alexis de Tocqueville, Evelyn Waugh, and Robert Wiebe.

Who is your favorite hero of fiction?
Travis McGee or Borges himself. (Was he real? Or not?)

Who are your heroes in real life?
The men and women who volunteer to go into harm’s way wearing the uniform of our country’s military.

What do you most value in your friends?
Honesty and loyalty.

What is your most marked characteristic?
Energy and precision are tied.

How would you like to die?
At home in my bed asleep, sound of mind and body but just too damned old.

What is your motto?
I like the one that used to be the motto on the unit coin of the 11th Armored Cavalry Regiment, the Blackhorse: “Be prepared! Find the bastards. And pile on!”

Ok, the toolbagness of this just amused and appalled me. There are too many comments to make, I'll just let it stand on its own. The link has quizzes from lots of interesting folks, Cusack's is good.

Thursday, July 03, 2008

Brief Announcement

If you have checked my blog in the last couple of days, you probably noticed that it has been deleted. Try "At the Lux." I am also going to be using this for email and AIM shortly. I'm using both now, but will migrate over to the new one shortly. I know this is kinda a middle school thing to do, but, well, I don't think anybody has ever accused me of being mature. Okay, and back to your regularly scheduled program.

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

The Constantines [live]

A great, unlistened to (often forgotten about, only to be happily rediscovered by yours truly) Canadian band that sounds like Springsteen fronting AC/DC making soundtracks for Dirty Harry movies comes to Portland and I found out about it yesterday and went tonight, and they still had tickets and I missed openers Ladyhawk (very regrettably) but got to see a whole set of intense rock songs for all those times you know (I know you know) you find yourself pawning off all your possessions to buy a gun to get your family of town, or else maybe you need some help to bridge the gap between the moment you think you're done and then realizing you can't be broken, yeah maybe, and then they came out to encore with Ladyhawk and it was quiet and I knew something good was coming so I yelled and then the whole crowd starting yelling and then Street Fighting Man came on and it was the triumph at the end of the movie, the closing satisfaction and the credits, played by 8 guys having the time of their lives, reminding you that in case you forgot, rock and roll is for the guy who never got to be cool, it gave a voice and a posture and a moment to be the coolest guy in the room and you know what, as long as there are poor boys there'll be rock n roll bands