I wandered. I took the #70 bus to the NE Broadway Things From Another World, using a TFAW gift certificate to buy more issues of Axe Cop *, then took the #77 bus to very close to its eastern terminus in Troutdale, all the while reading The Girl Who Fell Beneath Fairyland and Led the Revels There by catvalente. I finally saw where McMenamin's Edgefield is -- I haven't been there yet, for a meal or for a show (I could and should change that) -- along the way. I also wandered through old town Troutdale on Historic Columbia River Highway, where shops and the City Hall are, just east of the arch that reads TROUTDALE -- GATEWAY TO THE GORGE. After poking my head in the TA ** truck stop, I waited for a westbound 77, which got there eventually, and also got off where I could walk to a MAX stop so I could ride up to Portland International Airport
It's been years since I've had a hooded anything, including coats. I guess it's my extension of the stereotypical Portland antipathy towards umbrellas. I do sometimes wear caps and my kick-ass fedora (see the icon), and I do have an umbrella, but often I keep my head out. But I liked having the hood up today, for the nimbus of warmth it gave.
A hood's nice. It's like a hug for your head.
* Also, while I did that I was wearing my Axe Cop T-shirt.
** Not "Timbers Army." Running a truck stop doesn't seem like something the TA would do. Though maybe a Portland Timbers fan or two work there!