Tuesday, March 31

Bunson Burner Day



Brenden moved out today. Tomorrow Steve moves in.

Sunday, March 29

Saturday, March 28

Eggsibit


Sophie was being cute again.

Thursday, March 26

Make Up Your Own Holiday Day




The hospital next to where I work has been expanding and I took a walk around it today. These are the drainage ditches planted with thirsty plants instead of grass, which lessens the drainage. Smart.


This is looking up into a cherry blossom tree. They are really starting to bloom!


This is a rose bush in front of my house. I thought I'd take pictures of it periodically as it blooms.

Monday, March 23

Near Miss Day


The kitty and Tenaya! Oh, and the kitty has a name now - LaMarcus! I'm not really used to it yet.

Sunday, March 22

Saturday, March 21

Corn Dog Day


Another cute Sophie picture!

Sunday, March 15

Peeps Day


Portland has a pretty bad graffiti problem, but this one is fun and it's been going on for a few years. I guess it was around 2005 that "Paulrus Come Home" tags started showing up all over the city. A few months later the "Paulrus is Dead" ones started showing up and have been popping up ever since. The city has a graffiti team so they usually disappear within a few days. I get excited whenever I spot one now. Here's a website with someone elses collection of pictures of it:
Paulrus is Dead photos

Tuesday, March 3

What If Cats and Dogs Had Opposable Thumbs? Day

I was going to try and limit the number of Sophie pictures I included in this blog but it seems that there's just going to be a lot of them so whatever. Deal with it. Sophie came to work with me again today.




This is one of my co-workers, Val.


This is one of the funniest Sophie pictures ever!




I couldn't get her to look at the camera!

Sunday, March 1

Beer Day

I walked around the cemetery and took a few pictures. I have a lot of curiosity about cemeteries - if you've never walked through an old one like this you really should, it's fascinating. I also think about the fact that many of the people who were buried 50 or 100 years ago are probably not remembered by ANYBODY who is still living and I consider it a sign of respect to our ancestors to keep their "memory" alive. A lot of these people came here on the Oregon trail, which is something I've always been very interested in, even before I moved here. Maybe, subliminally, that IS why I moved here - I think I'm going to start telling people that when they ask what brought me here(o:.

The cemetery is over 150 years old but people are still being buried here. I believe these are all Russian people - and there are many more like it around the cemetery. There seems to be a disproportionate number of very young people among them. I work with some people from Russia, I think I'll ask around. Most of them also have these gardens in front of them too.

This one is similar, but judging by her name I'd say she's hispanic.

The cematary was apparently really run down a few years back and this organization got together and worked to fix it. This is one of the graves they apparently couldn't fix.

There are a lot of babies buried here, most of them are very old.

This is a "Woodsman of the World" grave. There's a bunch of these. It may be difficult to read, but he was 22 years old.

I just think this one is neat.


I think it's neat how this one is perfectly between two trees.

I also visited my friend Damon today and took some pictures of his pets.

This is Mabel.

This is his crab. I'm not sure if he has a name.



This is Ellie Mae. I like these pictures - the succession of close, closer, closest and I think her fur looks faux!