Chris Walsh (chris_walsh) wrote,
Chris Walsh

Pirate sales and quality sunsets

A lazy day ends. Some football, some laundry, some reading, some online snark, and that's really it for today. I never dressed in anything fancier than sweatpants. No, I didn't go outside in them.

Yesterday was the outside day. (Usually I'm out both days of the weekend. Goal for next time!) Midday I rode two buses to a house where a few friends, including the newly-married Heather B. and Houston, live, because homeowner and friend Jaime Kirk (yes, the son of Star Trek fans, this is not an accident) were hosting the latest PDX Yarrrrrrrrrd! Sale. (Oh, yes, all of them are members of PDX Yar. I know pirates. Or people who look like, talk like, and can explain a lot about, pirates.) We had good hanging-out time -- I got to meet a mostly-happy year-old dog and the seven-week-old daughter of pirate Dan "Redgoat" Clark -- and I bought a dress shirt, a couple plush toys and (you won't be surprised) some books. One of those books: Venus on the Half-Shell by Kilgore Trout (in reality, Philip José Farmer using a pseudonym invented by Kurt Vonnegut).

I then took advantage of a bus route that, eventually, drives around from Jaime/Heather/Houston's neighborhood to the neighborhood where Big-Ass Sandwiches is, and treated myself to dinner and a beer. Meanwhile, this happened:

We've been getting goooooooood sunsets lately. I can only hope the color isn't coming from too many fires still. (I was very deeply into hobby photography back in 1991 when Mt. Pinatubo in the Phillipines blew. Shot a lot of pretty sunsets then, but kept in mind WHY they were pretty: for a major disruptive reason.)
Tags: peregrinations, portland

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