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It was busy at work during the day, but why did we stay open five hours later than usual?
I got back to Portland just in time to go to Thanksgiving dinner with Gina and her friends. Actually I was not exactly in time for that: they had already eaten and were falling asleep.
Mom made an early Thanksgiving dinner since I have to fly back to Portland on the actual holiday. Anne came over to join us because she's a good sport.
Michael Lease takes a picture every night at 7:15.
Sametime 7:15 won't be around much longer and there are rumors that it will have quite the send-off.
This wall used to be covered with scratches and fingerprints from years of lugging amps and drums and guitars up and down the stairs.
Mom the birdwatcher
Anne called and ranted about her black racist classmate for an hour.
Whenever I flip through a magazine or newspaper, I always open it from the back and go from right to left. Then if I find something I'm interested in, I have to find the beginning of the story and read it the right way.
Portland Metro's goal statement is that everyone should be able to see Mt. Hood and be able to walk to a library. Here's the view down my street when the weather is clear.
This maybe wasn't the best use of my time in 3-d class.
Sivonna took this picture of me in Time Arts class. The assignment was about mixing public and private space. I sang the Ramones song "I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend" but instead of performing in front of the class, I went around the room singing one line to each person. That's me singing to my teacher there.
Think siblings to "A Group Thing."
I can't believe it got decided in one night. I was expecting lawsuits and recounts and a McCain win. Wow!
Virginia, I'm so proud of you!
I made this animation for my Time Arts class using a Lunch Box Sync.
True blues will recognize Unsui in a starring role.
Music by my celebrity look-alike's band.
I DJ'ed a Middle Tennessee-style 60's/garage/motown/girl groups/70's punk set at Ground Kontrol. I found out that it is a good place to play video games, but not a good place for dancing because there is no room to dance among all those arcade games.
But apparently this parking lot is a great place for a dance party.
This amazing song about Barack Obama was played in the parking lot. It may jump the gun a bit with the line "first black president of the United States."