It also helped to avoid the bridge backups by pogoing. Though the bounces on the other side of the Willamette were kind of hard to control (sorry I hit you, Big-Ass Sandwiches!).
Thankfully, the eye (not eyes, silly) in the back of my head winked saucily at just the right time to get a smile from that cute woman passing by Fabulous Jackpot Records, which made the whole stunt worthwhile.
Breakfast later. Gonna have me some sliced water on rye.
(This entry brought to you, obliquely, by my deep fondness for Terry Gilliam's The Adventures of Baron Munchausen.)