overheard on streetcar

Posted on May 21, 2008 - Filed Under Places, america, dislocated vignettes, life, people, portland | Leave a Comment

“Foolishness is coming and paid for,” said the crazy little black lady on the streetcar.
I’d watched her get on at NW 23rd and Marshall after she’d tossed the remainder of a lit cigarette on the ground in front of a woman who didn’t look happy to have a lit cigarette tossed onto the ground in [...]

the perfume of influence

Posted on March 10, 2008 - Filed Under Places, Work, america, life, people, portland | Leave a Comment

sweat and zen in portland, oregon.
i have completed a sixty-hour work week in five days. i smell like a jock strap full of squid and used feet.
i have not yet sprouted ironic above-lip facial hair for fashion purposes as the local males seem fond of doing, but the capitalization, conjunctions and abbreviations have gone out [...]

Looking NE

Posted on January 3, 2008 - Filed Under Places, america, life | Leave a Comment

Tu sam konačno, dragi moji. Tri mjeseca i pol dana iz Hrvatske. Ne vjerujem.

Dnevna Slika

Posted on January 2, 2008 - Filed Under america | Leave a Comment

Don’t say it.

Posted on January 1, 2008 - Filed Under Current Affairs, In The News, Words and Language, Work, america | Leave a Comment

I suppose I’m largely “out of the loop” when it comes to cliches. Reuters has a piece here on words and phrases that deserve banning.

Old Faithful (and a Bison)

Posted on October 17, 2007 - Filed Under Places, america | Leave a Comment

Seconds before the mighty geyser erupted, a bison trotted in for a snack of mineral-rich grasses, then flew away into the horizon.

Bison-tennial

Posted on October 17, 2007 - Filed Under Places, america | Leave a Comment

And then we drove through Yellowstone National Park, where you can’t take a decent photo without getting a bison in it. They are quite dangerous to humans for reasons that should be obvious to one and all, but the park’s wildlife safety brochure didn’t make it into my hands until after I’d gotten far closer [...]

The Northern Route

Posted on October 17, 2007 - Filed Under Places, america, people | Leave a Comment

We slipped through South Dakota by night, passing through the Badlands without seeing them. Before I knew what was what, we were in Ten Sleep, Wyoming, eating at the Crazy Woman Cafe on the day before hunting season began.