Back in the ‘hood.

Hmmm I did not think I missed downtown Portland at all, but somehow it feels good to be back, even passing through.

I like chewing on Cardamom pods while listening to the MAX driver explain why we’re stuck at SW 6th and Madison because an automobile (ridiculous word) has hit another MAX car ahead of us.

He’s said 3 versions so far of what is about to happen, and thank God I’ve got 15 minutes to play with before I’m late. One version actually involved the word scarecrow and then he said something about a skeleton . . .

OMG more later cuz I’m getting off in 2 stops but with a full train there’s been a bit that’s happened.

Thank you sweet creator for the insanity of this glorious life . . .