It doesn't feel like a Monday, but it is. & I write here on Mondays.
Yet I have nothing really to write about. It's been a beautiful day here in Portland & we've had guests for the past few days. They wanted to do touristy things, so we did touristy things. & we ate so freaking much good food. There's a sign you see in Portland:
(I got this from Next Door.) It is a campaign to keep the speed limit in the neighborhoods to 20mph. But the wife & I have co-opted it to mean that we'll be gaining at least twenty pounds each thanks to the amazing food here. Seriously, I think this place may be better than New York when it comes to the eating.
We walk the dogs twice a day, I think I mentioned this before, it's a little out of guilt since the backyard here is nowhere near as lovely as the one we had in Fort Worth. Or should I say: nowhere near as big. It's quite lovely everywhere here. & everyone is closer to everyone else.
It feels to me that we drive as much - we drive to get places - but places are closer. It's more dense, less sprawl. & because it's not achingly hot here, people come out, they walk their dogs, they work on their lawns, to breathe the fresh air filtered by the amazing trees everywhere.
Oh! I have an assignment to do spots for KBOO. I'll do them tonight. I figured they wouldn't need them on the holiday weekend.
& that's pretty much it. I hope to spend a little more time working on the show this week. Last week's show seemed shabby, & I apologize for that. I will attempt to do better.
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