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Thursday, December 6, 2012

I thought I heard somebody call my name

We've been mentioned by two good blog buddies over the last 24 hours. Isaac Laquedem translated us into the language of the enemy, while Tung Yin thought of us as he basked in the glow of a domestic miracle. Finer gents can't be found than those two.

But the best part of the whole thing was Isaac's link here. There have been many improvements in shizzolation in recent years, although the end result is less safe for work than ever.

Comments (9)

Now THATz a way ta start a thugged-out day, m.f.'a! Thanks a mazillion Isaac & Bog! Straight up!

Click on link. Run to the restroom. Forget what I clicked. Come back. Why is Jack posting using ghetto slang and profanity, and how did he get so good at it so fast?


Proceeding with building the streetcar will strike the right balance between a pause in expanding the streetcar network and resuming construction.

I planner speak "Balance" must always mean more.

In related points, Jack, someone at the Portland BPA seems to be awfully curious about commenters over here, because I had a small rush of views on my site with yours as the referrer. Hmmm...rebels checking out the terrain, or someone putting together a hit list?

Oh that link wins the day. There's nothing like reading my recipe for a Beet Salad That Doesn't Suck translated to shiznet. Thank you! http://www.gizoogle.net/index.php?search=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.lelonopo.com%2F2012%2F11%2Fa-beet-salad-that-doesnt-suck.html&se=Gizoogle+Dis+Shiznit

OMG -- look what happened to the site for Texas Triffid>


Ya gotta love how Gizoogle changes "environmental" to "environmenstral." Guess it goes with a bleeding heart.

Concord Bridge, I don't know about you, but I think this is an improvement.

Schizz-terical! I had no idea...will have to spend some time on it. I DID recently discover a breakthrough communication technique with my neighbors in da hood. The anti-social booming of the car stereos and attendant beyond-the-pale gross lyrics have always bothered me. The other day, I was in a mess of traffic on Lombard in the near vicinity of a particularly loud-n-nasty boom-boom fan, who is surely destined for extra-premature presbycusis. I spontaneously tried something, and it worked! I honked my horn! Volume almost instantly went down to barely audible. The happy-reaction translated into schizzle-speak would be memorable.

I've thought of bumper stickers that might mitigate the problem.
"Drug dealers: your music is too loud." Etc.

On a much less happy note, stuff is really changing in Portland. I took the tween to eat one day recently after his orchestra practice, at the nearby Mekong Bistro (fab Cambodian, catfish cooked in banana leaves..oh heaven). 82nd and Siskiyou. As we pulled in to the driveway of the parking lot, he says, hey, look at all those window holes...it looks like they are right at the same height as a car window..like the height you would shoot a gun from...

After we eat a great meal, I inquire quietly. Yes, they are bullet holes. While waiting for the check, we discover that the large holes in the storage corner of the building noticed by my son are not the only holes. There are small holes in the table-side window by our knees. Creepy.

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