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Last weekend

Bagdad sign at night

The Bagdad sign at night.

I’m quiet because I’ve not been doing very much that I felt like writing on here. Quick notes of interest –

Katie bought a house in Milwaukie! The one with the “ie” rather than the “ee.” She doesn’t like the cold anymore than I do. Heh. Congrats Katie, I’ve started lifting weights again in preparation for slogging boxes. hehe

The Bagdad

The Bagdad on Hawthorne

Thursday night, Brian and I went to the Bagdad theater for the first time. We had dinner and watched everyone on Hawthorne totally loving spring.

The Bagdad is a McMenamins like Kennedy School. The Bagdad is where the premiere of “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest” and “My Own Private Idaho” was held. Neat. We were there to see “The Black Hole” which I’ve not seen since I was a little kid, and holy cow, I’m surprised that ending didn’t stay with me. We also got to try a McMenamins beer that we hadn’t had yet – Bagdad Ale.

Here’s a mural from next to the table.


Detail of mural at the Bagdad


Farmers’ Market at PSU – first of the year
In other news, the Farmers’ market at PSU opened for the season – so exciting. I may have gone a little overboard with my joy. I got three types of mushrooms, freshly caught salmon (which reminds me that I need to finish it today), carrots, garlic, garlic greens, pastries, oh, and a lot of other things.

My strange vegetable to try was sea beans, also known as samphire or sea asparagus. The farmer told me I could just eat them, which I have been, or grill fish with a layer of them on top, which I also did. The other farmer sad they are awesome in sushi, but since that’s not on the list for this week, I’ll probably need another bag of them before I can use them. They taste like the ocean (makes sense, they are harvested from the tides of Oregon) and a little like cucumbers. I really like them, and will be adding them to our repertoire.

Nothing else much going on – I miss the arrow keys on my laptop but am learning to live without them, so I think I will wait to replace the keyboard. I’m hoping to get some hikes in this week, and if so, should have some pretty pictures to post to flickr.

Random unconnected bits

Interesting weekend so far.

I got an email about my father from one of his friends. So someone whom I’ve never met, tracked me down after 30 odd years after my father’s death, to let me know he has stuff for me. He mailed one of my father’s letters to me, which I’m super excited to get and read. He also told me some stories about my father I’ve never heard. He was my father’s flying partner in the Naval Academy.

He’s also going to make a DVD copy of a home movie that includes my dad. It will be first time I will see how my father held himself, and moved, if that makes any sense. I’m nervous about it, and very, very excited about it. I think Brian is just nervous about it (sometimes I take my parents’ deaths pretty hard, and it’s hard to know what will make me blue about them).

The internet is a wild place – turning up second cousins I didn’t know, who sent me whole branches of a family tree that I missed, letters from my great-grandmother and grandfather, my father’s flying partner, old prom dates, and dear friends I’ve lost for years prior.

Not related to that, Brian and I met my former babysitter (meaning someone who used to babysit me when I was six) for dinner and drinks last night. Discovered that we like the same beers, tv shows and have a lot in common. It was very fun, and hopefully we will do it again soon.

Tonight, we are taking it pretty easy (last night was a late night) and just making black bean and squash empanadas for dinner. Not sure what else we are going to do other than that. Maybe a video game, maybe a movie. My cousin had planned to come visit us today, so we’ve left it open, but had to back out due to the flooding in Washington.

Tomorrow we are going to Katie’s installation, which I am quite looking forward to seeing. We are going to follow that up with a show at Doug Fir, one that includes some of the members of the Portland Cello Project, super awesome.

Additionally today it is my friend Michele’s birthday, and I’m hoping she’s having an awesome time of it. And is not working at more than two of her jobs (I swear she’s the most engaged busy person I know – AND she trains for Ironmen competitions.). I’m thinking of her tonight, cheers, Michele!

Avoiding cleaning

I don’t have anything particularly miraculous to say, but I’m trying to avoid cleaning. I will get up and do it in a few minutes, but heh, don’t feel like it.

Snowing in Madison, today and tomorrow. Here, I am going to go into our backyard to cut some flowers for a small dinner party we are throwing tonight. I’m pretty gleeful about it too. And Mt Hood is snow covered again, so should I want snow? I can get to it really fast, hit Brian with a snowball and be home again to smell flowers. I’m pretty pleased by that.

Talked to some people at my local grocery store, New Seasons, and the woman packing my bags and one of the managers were telling me about the trip they were taking next week to the coast. One of the women mentioned they were taking a friend who had never seen the Oregon coast. She looked completely happy and full of anticipation, really excited to show the coast to someone who hadn’t seen it.

I sympathize with her entirely – when people come to visit us out here, I can hardly wait to show them the coast. When I was an angst-filled teenager, I’d stay up very late (o, two, three in the morning) stressing about things and reading. The only consistent way I could get to sleep was to close my eyes and focus on the Oregon coast. I’d picture the waves and the sand, and the wind. I could always tell how angry or stressed I was by how torn up the sand was – if it was pretty smooth, I’d go straight to sleep. If it was jumbled about, I’d picture storm waves crash and smoothing it out. It’s nice to be around people who understand how important the wild parts of the Oregon coast are.

Tomorrow night, we are having a birthday party for my friend Katie. It’ll be our first party in our new house (yeah, I know there’s some of you out there that are surprised it’s taken so long, heh). It’s making me think of all the birthday parties I’ve thrown for myself and for other people. Ellen, remember the cocktail party we had that went until 5 a.m., where the party broke into a dance party, and we danced the light out of our downstairs apartment? Or the birthday party in Madison where we had Mo’s Clam Chowder flown in from Oregon to surprise Brian for his 30th? Still the only surprise that’s been successful for that man.

Alright, I’ll go find a broom….