A long time ago, in college, I dated a guy who changed my world in many ways — one very specific way I was thinking about this morning. (not from this morning, but some other magical morning: the top of Mt Tabor) . In a typical week, I run at …
. You know what’s great? Biking through the Portland almost-summer evenings that feel like they last forever: not hot but not cold, bare legs, breathing hard, feeling strong, staying up too late but tricked into it, always, by how long it stays light. . . Seeing the sky turn a …
Random thought of the day: How often do you think of someone else? How often do you talk about someone else with another friend? And then, that person you were thinking of or talking about, how often do you end up telling them, directly, that you were thinking about them? …
For a long, long time, I’ve known about CoBreeze, a bus that goes back and forth between Portland and Bend, stopping also at Government Camp and Redmond. It’s never been useful to me, because they’ve had a policy that they’ll only allow bikes on the bus if they’re boxed — …
