Third Level of hell

Internet quizzes are fun and accurate. Tonight I found out that I’ll be living in the third level of hell. Here’s the description:

Third Level of Hell
In the third circle, you find yourself amidst eternal rain, maledict, cold, and heavy. The gluttons are punished here, lying in the filthy mixture of shadows and of putrid water. Because you consumed in excess, you meet your fate beneath the cold, dirty rain, amidst the other souls that there lay unhappily in the stinking mud. Cerebus, a canine monster cruel and uncouth with his three heads and red eyes, dwells in this level. He growls and tears at the damned with his teeth and claws.

So far, its an aweful lot like Portland. Go Figure.

Saddle Mountain

Yesterday Scott and I hiked Saddle Mountain, which is the highest point in the NW corner of the state. It was a beautiful day, and we could see from Long Beach, WA to Manzanita, OR, and from the mouth of the Columbia to Mt. St. Helens, Ranier, Adams, Hood, and Jefferson. It was a great view, but difficult to capture with pictures. We’ll just have to go again.

Other news, Michelle starts finals today, and Tom, the home renter said he and his brother would take a dog. We’ll be meeting in Multnomah Village on Thurs, and hopefully signing a lease. Things sure can happen quickly.

It would be so nice to know that if I stepped in dog poop in the yard, it would be my own fault.


6:15: Awaken to a bright room, clock says 9:15 which startles me. Crap, I’m late for something. No, clock says 6:15. Room too bright, forgot to twist blinds shut.
7:15: Can’t force myself back to sleep. Start mulling days activities over in head.
8:15: Mom calls; Old neigbhbor bought house, is moving out of rental in SW Portland. Wants to know if we’re interested before telling landlord.
9:15: After following 5 dead ends, finally find house. Its very cute, and closer to work. Feel odd driving by knowing they’re inside.
10:15: Arrive at kennel that Barley’s staying at for trip to Nebraska. Nice drive, and cool owners. Boarding is a necessary evil.
11:15: Snood….

5:15: Stop by rental house to have a look. Cooler than we expected. Hope owner will take pets. Will have to wait to hear.
5:30: Dinner at Scott & Sarah’s. Sarah gets free pizza from Papa John’s. I overcook free steaks because they were still frozen inside. Steamplant warning.

New Addiction

A co-worker sent me an e-mail that only contained one string of text:

Last year we had a mini-Collapse addiction which ultimately ended up in scores so high that the amount of time required to reach was more than we had available. Moira took the crown with a score of 3,385,076. I still have the post-it note on my screen reminding me to beat the score. I’ve long since given up.

This year the drug is Snood, and we’ve started a friendly tournement among co-workers. You can check the stats yourself. We’ll see how long it lasts, but my eyes are already burning.

Earth Day 2003

Happy Earth Day!

I’ve been reading Rod Nash’s Rights of Nature, which discusses the greening of politics, religion, philosophy and such. Today’s reading included a discussion on the extension of rights to non-humans. We currently extend rights to our citizens, but how about non-citizens, or animals, or plants, or the soil? What rights do these beings have? A right to a clean and safe environment? A right to exist?

The father of Earth Day, Gaylord Nelson tried to ammend the Constitution to guarantee every American “an inalienable right to a decent environment.” Seems like a good start to me. Besides, Nature has a will to exist that supercedes our delegation of rights. We probably won’t be around to see it though.

Happy Easter, Say hello to Porter

Happy Easter!
To the right is an image of a peep from the easter basket that the USPS brought us. The label said it was from E. Bunny. Thanks Mom & Dad, errr, I mean Easter Bunny. The peep was later ambushed by Tigger, who toyed with it for a while, then Barley finished it off. There’s still peep carnage on the floor.

Also, I have pictures of Scott & Sarah’s new dog, Porter. He was adopted last weekend, but I didn’t post anything becaues I didn’t have the pictures yet. They’re online now though.

the token peep

sign language

I just saw two people flirting in sign language. It was quite sexy. No, I couldn’t tell what they were saying, but there were all sorts of non-ASL type movements going on that were communicating something besides the normal conversation.

oh, and this is entry #200!

Clicker Demo

Is it worth the extra cost for a bluetooth enabled phone and bluetooth enabled mac? I’d say so. Check out this demo of Sony-Erricson Clicker controlling iTunes from a cell phone.