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A while back I made a rather cryptic promise to see KRS-ONE if he came to Portland. Here’s what it was regarding:

“I write with a free hand, I write with a purpose
If you bought the CD, thanks for the purchase
If you downloaded the album then COME to the concert.
Don’t sit in front of the computer ’til your eyes hurt.”

That’s certainly a poor example of his skill as and lyricist and emcee, but he’s got me made. I figure the very least I can do is go see this mastermind in his element. If you’re not sure who I’m talking about, check out this revealing interview with The Onion (seriously..)

Anyone know a good editor? Mine isn’t available and I’m horrid at it. I’d be willing to pour you a beer or two if you can give my final paper a quick look to see if there are any logical gaps.

Its rare that I make a fashion faux-pas, but you see, I rarely wear anything that qualifies as fashionable. I think this qualifies though.

Yesterday morning I got out of bed and put on the first shirt in my drawer. It was a Maui dive shop t-shirt I picked up in… um…. Maui. The next morning Michelle and kathy were leaving for Maui, without me. I realized that the shirt might appear as some sort of whiney statement (that I’d not anticipated (though Freud says that there are no mistakes)), so I pulled on a long sleeve shirt.

Later, I met up with some friends for a beer and was immediately asked about my shirt by a friend. He asked when I got it, which made me realize I got it from his ex. It was kind of funny, but only because I put the shirt on to hide my other shirt. I should have put on a coat, I guess.

I could be accused of having a bad attitude today. (and yesterday). Its not because of anything new; in fact its because of the same old sort of thing. Michelle talked me out of posting what I really wanted, and its probably for the best.

Some how I managed to tally the most days biked to work in February at my employer. Its unlikely that I’ll accomplish this again, so I’m going to revel in it and hope that the guy who was leading just hasn’t forgotten to update his trips yet.

17 days biked out of 20 work days!

I wore shorts to work today. Well, not at work, but on my ride to work. You see, though it is February, the weather has been really nice all month. So nice that I’ve decided that whatever resulting issues we have this summer are worth it. I feel safe saying that now, but I’ll probably regret it.

I’ve also managed to ride to work all but 3 days this month. That still only puts me in second place on our BTA Bike Commuter Challenge page, but in all fairness, the guy in 3rd place rides 25 miles a day to my 5. I’ll concede second place to him. Plus, he’s on a recumbent, so he has to look silly for those 25 miles.

update:
I did manage to ride a total of somewhere over 15 miles yesterday. From home to PCC, PCC to Swagats on NE 21st, Swagats to PSU, PSU to Hawthorne Bridgeport. I learned two things from this ride:

• Don’t ride on a belly full of curry
• Bike Commuting on the east side is so much more interesting, and less hilly.

Our friend Chandra came back from D.C. to take the Oregon Bar and just finished tonight. Several friends came out too and we celebrated in the old fashion by having dinner and drinks at Hillsdale Pub. The place was full, understaffed, and we ate out on the patio but the heaters were dead. Still, it’s great to have her back in town and see everyone together. Congrats on taking the bar too!

It appears that the Incredible Jimmy Smith died this past Tuesday. Sad news, and a loss for jazz. He was unique and a blast to listen to.

I forgot to mention – Michelle completed her first race this weekend in Eugene. She ran in the Truffle Shuffle 4 mile event. She finished with her fastest time ever on a 4 mile and would have done even better if she hadn’t started all the way in the back. She was also glowing when she finished. I guess its a runner thing. She’s inspired me to ride more though.

Barley and I aren’t runners so we hung out in the park and watched. It was an amazingly nice day with sun and ducks and prettier gulls than we have in Portland.

Michelle has a fancy coffee mug with the gilded (not really) logo of the United States Supreme Court on it. She doesn’t use it often, and I usually give it to her on special occasions like passing the bar, or her first race. But it’s such a fancy mug that it needs a processional, and hail to the chief, while seeming appropriate, just isn’t. The two very different branches are separate. Hopefully.

However, I’m not aware of a Supreme Court Anthem, so the first theme that came to mind was the Scorpions’ Rock me like a Hurricane. I have a nasty habit of waking up with bad songs stuck in my head. While it doesn’t necessarily seem like a perfect fit at first, it kind of grows into the part. Think of the justices filling to the room to it. Powerful.

Still… it doesn’t seem quite right. There must be something better. But I can’t quite shake the image of them filing into the court with it playing. Justice Scalia with both hands raised, rockin’ the session to a start.