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February 16, 2006
peel down 
What a weird little life I find myself in these days. A friend took me out to a fancy dinner last night, which was okay, but didn't really live up to extensive hype that has surrounded this restaurant. I've heard repeatedly that the service is awful, and while ours could have been better, it wasn't bad. So at the end of the meal, the waitress asks me if I'm a reporter. Errrr.
This morning on the bus, a homeless guy gave up his seat for me, and another homeless guy sat near by. He opened a restaurant packet of saltines and ate the two crackers very slowly. Here I am, eating these fancy meals when I could use a (quite a) bit less, and he could probably use a series of good solid meals.
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There is now a Team Portland blog, for Portland Knitting Olympics athletes. I'll try to limit my knitting chatter to that.
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So I did the Salmon Street Death March this noon. It was really rather disconcerting. It was hard. It's clear to me that I need to get with the program and get back to work. And yes, I did knit and walk.
Posted at February 16, 2006