I broke the ass’s ass. I need to stop giggling and fix this donkey’s butt…
Still recovering from the flu, but we are making great strides in recovery: today we bought groceries! I am eating potato salad and mixed sherbet in orange juice. Because I can. I’m not super happy with this picture but I really only took one photo today and this was it. This flower obviously doesn’t know it’s been snowing all this past week and is supposed to do so again next week.
It’s been a long week. Although the snow had melted in large today, there were still flurries and they are saying there will be more tonight and late this weekend.
There’s a good reason. And yes, much better now. Why the hokey paper sign on the clinic wall? Oregon is in the midst of a flu epidemic. And by epidemic, I mean I know people who have died in the last two months from the flu. I guess the only moral of this story is if you have a bad feeling, get checked out just in case and don’t keep telling yourself “it’s just the flu…”
Oh, and please vote for universal health care. Thank you.
PDX morning commute
Portland, Oregon. Between Hayden Island and the mainland. View of RR bridge.
My friend brought in the Willamette Week horoscopes today. The current writer is clever. Mine related the powers of chance to a Dr. Suess anecdote. My friend’s horoscope, Capricorn, told the story of a Chinese farmer who bought two shaggy dogs from a traveler. They were unusually aggressive. They sometimes ate his chickens. Two years later, he realized his puppies were actually Asian black bears.
She and I were sitting in the lobby. A young man -also an artist -sat on the other side of me. My friend and I were discussing dinner plans for Thursday. The artist politely ignored our business, plunking away at things on his cell phone.
“Wait!” she exclaimed, “I totally forgot -Thursday is Valentine’s Day. Don’t you already have plans?”
“Oh no,” I replied, “Thursday is fine. Valentine’s Day is on Wednesday.”
There was, as it’s known, a pregnant pause. “Are you certain?”
Yes. I and the artist affirmed. Valentine’s Day was on Wednesday.
“Well, that won’t do. I have to cancel my dinner plans for Wednesday. I said I’d have dinner with him, but I didn’t really want to and if it’s Valentine’s Day, he’ll read too much into that.”
This was serious girl talk, and while it would be impossible not to hear us, the artist steadfastly kept his eyes forward on his phone and his face straight.
“Why would you agree to have dinner with someone that you didn’t really want to have dinner with?”
“Well, I don’t know. He just kept hounding me and he lives in my building so I finally said I would.”
“On Valentine’s Day. That’s not dinner. That’s like, a big date.
The artist confirmed that this would most likely be a fellow’s perception, while being more successful than I was at remaining serious.
“I know! That’s what I’m talking about. I’m going to have to cancel -stop it! Are you laughing at me? No, you laughing at me!”
“No, no I -I’m not! I just -ok, yes I am. But I’m not. It’s just…you just found out your dogs were bears!”
The artist finally lost his composure.
Inexpensive psuedo Indian Food
1-2 potatoes per person
Curry powder to taste
Oil for cooking (I use Spanish olive oil)
1 28oz can diced tomatoes
Slice and saute the onions in the oil at a high heat. While the onions are cooking chop the potatoes into bite size peices. Boil them in water in the microwave until tender. (Or, you can begin by pre-cooking the potatoes on the stove top.) Once the onions are cooked, add the potatoes and Curry powder. Reduce heat to medium high and cook for about eight minutes. You can add about 1/4 cup of water to prevent sticking each time the water boils off. Add the tomatoes. Cook until heated through.
I also made asparagus. Brush it with your favorite oil based salad dressing such as Italian and cook at 350 degrees until it’s tender.