wednesday!

so, post posting yesterday i went on another grand portland adventure to experience the wednesday sites. and boy are there more things than you can imagine happening on wednesday. i started out my journey a little shook up. i almost got hit by a car, i had far too many layers on, and i was late for food not bombs. but, i persevered. i rode over the freeway on a crazy pedestrian footbridge to get to outlook park. the park was dark and uninviting, but i discovered a covered area surrounded by funny bicycles. oh course this was the food not bombs crew! portland has 4 different food not bombs days in town, and the particular organizer of wednesday's event in NE is great. his name's diego and he comes into the iprc (independent publishing resource center) fairly regularly during my open hours shift.

anyhow, i partook in an amazing tofu scramble, bread, donuts, and amazing columbia gorge apple juice. all free! i also learned that portland's food not bombs groups get pretty much all their food donated, rather than dumpstered, which is pretty wild. in fact, a gal that was there said they announced her arrival on the intercom at new seasons market when she came for her pick-up. i wish i was there to hear them announce, "the food not bombs representative is here." so cool. they also got all the tofu from a local tofu producer. columbia gorge gives them a bunch of free juice. voo doo donates donuts. it's amazing!

after meeting lots of amazing punk kids i headed back over the footbridge towards 'n. portland bikeworks' for women/trans bike nite. a fabulous lady helped my adjust my brakes and generally tune up my sad ride. my bike has been feeling all the wear and tear from the weather in a serious way. riding it now is far more enjoyable. there's no longer crunchy noises emanating from the chain, my pumped up tires made me far more speedy, and i have brakes again!

then i was off to downtown! i wandered into stumptown coffee and read some of their magazines. that place is great, but snobbery seems to ooze from every inch of the space. there are turn tables in the back, and the furniture made me feel underdressed. i really enjoyed the chamomile lavender tea and it was a nice breather for an hour before my next stop.

which was the someday lounge. dave clay is a fabulous friend of mine who is an insane juggler, and an all around fabulous performer. he and friends put on a delightful comedy show last night that made my day. i was feeling a little tired and down with adventure until his brother (a fabulous musician) came out with amazing lyrics such as, "what the fuck is with your truck, i kind of like my fucking bike, take a fucking nature hike..." not to mention his wonderful dancers. his fingers danced across the keyboard creating amazing melodies that were amazing in their own right, without the marvelous lyrics.

i finally got to see dave do 'tony woo yoga' and it was hilarious as expected. he plays an arrogant, new yorker who likes to brag about his yoga skills and push his students around. it was awesome.

the night got totally ridiculous to my never-ending delight, and i finally rode my bike home at midnight. it was raining and i was in jeans unfortunately. so, i arrived home in a giant sopping mess from head to toe. the rain soaked through a decent amount of my layers and my thighs were that wonderful red splotchy pattern with a nice cold clammy touch. but, i lived another adventurous day in portland, and that's the goal.

today is my giant work day! i start at hot lips pizza at 9am and end downtown at the iprc at 10pm. wowie! wish my luck.