Okay, I know there are only so many posts about spring and flowers and other frou-frou I’m-so-excited-about-life shit that you can put up with, but bear with me for a few seconds. Because yesterday, while I was biking around in the crazy sunny-raining-sunny-hailing-darkdarkdark-sunny spring weather, I realized something. It was …
After a year of dragging my feet on it, I recently became a member of Randonneurs USA (RUSA).* I finally joined mostly because a friend of mine ultimately convinced me that it was worth it to support something that I’ve gotten a lot of enjoyment out of, even if it …
When you bike over the Lewis and Clark Bridge that I mentioned in the last post, you might see something like this to the west side of it: (so much evidence of logging!) It’s a “complicated industry,” I say, because while the sight off all these used-to-be trees makes me …
One of the teens I work with was hit by a car last week. He was walking across a street in NE Portland. And as he crossed, he had just enough time to make eye contact with a driver speeding toward him before he jumped, smashed into the windshield and …
