Anyone got a place they favor? Bonus points for closeness to SE and/or lower prices.

If a coyote approaches you, whatever you do, don't turn your back and start running.
And lady in that article, if you're reading, I doubt mace or your big muscled husband will help either. Unless you're married to a grizzly bear or something (and I don't mean the type that hangs out in gay bars.)

But I guess now we know what happened to Pearl and Potato...

 I don't know if it was all in my head or what, but I was wondering if there's a place in Portland where you can do like a build-a-bear thing except with bikes. Since i seem to remember hearing or reading about just such a place.  At the very least I want to know more about the all the many types of bikes and fixed gear since I haven't had a bike in years.

 I've decided that its time for me to stop being lazy and to get back on a bike. Any helps appreciated, Thanks!

I need a black box where I give it input of money and dirty clothes and I receive output (after some processing time) of clean, folded clothes. It'd be nice if it was someplace close-in on the east side.

To be clear, I do not wish to make the dirty clothes clean myself, I want whatever is inside the black box to do it, powered by my American dollars.

Welcome the latest b00bs party member, Bri! As with all loyal party members, Bri will be voting for cambler when the voting begins on May 22. She'd love to count you among her voting buddies!

Click Here to see Bri's party photo set.

( Two extra shots of Bri, exclusive to my LJ campaign posts (NWS)... )

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http://www.Cambler2008.com - I'm cambler, and I approve this message.

Well, if Hillary is up at Dorenbecher, that must be Obama who just went by my office with a parade o'cars and helicopters....

This ride is coming up to raise awareness of cyclists, cyclist safety, and to honor those who have lost thier lives cycling.
http://www.rideofsilence.org/main.php

There are rides in most Oregon cities including Beaverton and Portland.
http://www.rideofsilence.org/locations-domestic.php?s=OR#OR

Join if you feel so motivated.

So by the end of yesterday for no reason I can think of I was in a really pissy and angry mood. Sleep didn't help. I am in a really bad mood today. I feel angry, upset and just plan pissed off for no damn good reason.

WTF?! Added to it I am frustrated because I feel this way and I dont know why and I cant seem to shake it

I'm looking for a professional pet sitter to take care of my cat when I'm out of town. Any recommendations? I live in close-in SE. Thanks!

It's new recycling bin day over here in SE and I for one couldn't be more excited. Like Christmas morning they discreetly arrived while we slept (and by discreetly I mean loud as shit). They barreled down the street like a magical, bin-dragging parade, shouting and clamoring. And the best part: we get to keep our old recycling tubs! Aren't you guys excited?!?!

My husband has the unfortunate job of working at the IRS call center and gave me this link. It's just like Where's My refund, but for stimulus. I will tell you if you are getting it Direct Deposit or Mailed.


http://www.irs.gov/individuals/article/0,,id=181665,00.html

I am sorry if this was already posted. I didn't feel like looking at 6:50AM *shrugs*

Good luck and happy money to you all.

http://www.rogerebert.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20080508/REVIEWS/805080301/-1/RSS

By Roger Ebert

David Mamet's "Redbelt" assembles all the elements for a great Mamet film, but they're still spread out on the shop floor. It never really pulls itself together into the convincing, focused drama it promises, yet it kept me involved right up until the final scenes, which piled on developments almost recklessly. So gifted is Mamet as a writer and director that he can fascinate us even when he's pulling rabbits out of an empty hat.

http://www.rogerebert.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20080508/REVIEWS/805080302/-1/RSS

"Son of Rambow" (PG-13, 96 minutes). Two 11-year-olds in 1980s England are inspired by a pirated copy of "First Blood" to make their own home video portrait of Rambo. Will (Bill Milner) performs death-defying stunts, Lee (Will Poulter) mans the video camera, and they're inspired by the arrival of a misfit French exchange student (Jules Sitruk). Meanwhile, there's trouble at home; Will's family belongs to a strict religious sect, and his mom has collected a suitor who covets the role of his father. A gentle fantasy, where even the (considerable) violence is softened. Never quite in focus, but sweet enough, and the young actors have charm. Rating: Three stars.

http://www.rogerebert.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20080508/REVIEWS/277581949/-1/RSS

By Roger Ebert

The documentary "America the Beautiful" is not shrill or alarmist, nor does it strain to shock us. Darryl Roberts, its director and narrator, speaks mostly in a pleasant, low-key voice. But the film is pulsing with barely suppressed rage, and by the end, I shared it. It's about a culture "saturated with the perfect," in which women are taught to seek an impossible physical ideal, and men to worship it.

http://www.rogerebert.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20080502/REVIEWS/285399481/-1/RSS

by Jim Emerson, editor

The world needs another comic book movie like it needs another Bush administration, but if we must have one more (and the Evil Marketing Geniuses at Marvel MegaIndustries will do their utmost to ensure that we always will), "Iron Man" is a swell one to have. Not only is it a good comic book movie (smart and stupid, stirring and silly, intimate and spectacular), it's winning enough to engage even those who've never cared much for comic books or the movies they spawn. Like me.

http://www.rogerebert.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20080508/REVIEWS08/650962984/-1/RSS

By Roger Ebert

Nicholas Ray's "Johnny Guitar" (1954) is surely one of the most blatant psychosexual melodramas ever to disguise itself in that most commodious of genres, the Western. Consider: No money was lavished on the production. The action centers on a two-story saloon "outside town," but we never even see "town," except for a bank facade and interior set. So sparse are the settings that although the central character (Joan Crawford) plays the tavern owner and goes through a spectacular costume charge, we never see her boudoir -- she only appears on a balcony above the main floor, having presumably emerged from the sacred inner temple.

http://www.rogerebert.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20080508/ANSWERMAN/805080305/-1/RSS

Q. In real life, teenagers have acne. How come Hollywood expects us to believe that teenage actors and actresses without acne are realistic? And of course, teenagers in films also are often played by actors in their 20s who have perfect haircuts and expensive clothes, two other things that the majority of real-life teenagers don't usually have, do they? I think of Tom Cruise in "Risky Business," for example.
Nelson Kane, Charlottesville, Va.

A. The movies have historically idealized the look of characters, and movie stars in general look much better (or worse) than the rest of us. True, if you get a teenager with acne in the movies, it's usually in a cutaway designed to get a quick laugh. Although I can't remember acne, Paulie Bleeker (Michael Cera) of "Juno" looked more realistic in general than most movie teenagers, and that certainly includes his wardrobe.

Little mystery here.  Around midnight, there was a stream of 12-15 police vehicles driving up Broadway.  I was closing up my bar, Tugboat Brewing, on Ankenhy and Burnside, and saw them streaming past.  Thing is, they all looked eager to get somewhere, but I can't find any mention of it on the news online.

Anyone have any insight?

does anyone here have any experience with a credit consolidation service? i hear they can to things like lowering interest or putting all my payments onto one bill. i'm looking to get my finances in order and interest is killing me. thanks for any help.

Okay, it's 12:51am and I've called my bank. No monies.. I got direct deposit and according to the info on the irs.gov site I should be getting my money today.. Does it not go in at midnight? Am I freaking out, half asleep, for nothing? What time last week did you first wave people get yours?

Portland related because I'm poor, in Portland.

EDIT: Monies where there when I called at 7am. It was exactly how much they said too! I hope everyone else gets theirs! I'm thinking good thoughts for you all. Now I'm off to Black Hole for a new tattoo!

HALLELUJAH LOCK AND LOAD!

i am at a loss for what to do for mothers day. dont have a ton of cash. dont want to do flowers. too old to make macaroni art as a legitimate gift...

I live in the NE close to Alberta and was hoping someone could help me out. My lawnmower is getting repaired, but in the meantime my grass is getting way tall- like you could swim through it- and I'm concerned that if it doesn't get cut soon it'll be neigh impossible to do it once I get my mower back.

So dp'ers in the NE, I beseech you- could I borrow your lawnmower? I'd be happy to give you $5 or so for gas.

I'll be home most of Fri. & Sat. so weather permitting, mowing during that time would be grrrreat.

Poll #1184996
Open to: All, results viewable to: All

I can has space?

All of the options would be cool. They are holding a press conference next Wednesday to showcase their findings. Apparently they've been searching for it for over 50 years.

link:
http://www.nasa.gov/home/hqnews/2008/may/HQ_M08089_Chandra_Advisory.html

When you're a jet you're a jet all the way
From your first cigarette to your last dying day...

I just heard them over SE again. Wonder what's going on with them?

Portland related because they're after us, man.

edit: Of course the link won't work. Ok, go to oregonlive.com/, search for stamp increase and click on the Margie Boule article.

Basically what the article says is how come no one is talking about the stamp increase to .42 cents on Monday (5/12) and Oregon's primary is mail in ballot (5/20)? Toward the end of the article it says this, "Ballots with 41-cent stamps will get delivered to election offices with postage due in a lot of places in Oregon, including Multnomah County. The counties will pay the bill." What if some post offices don't accept them?

I'm also bored since there is a woot off killer by the name of Targus 90 Watt Mobile Power Inverter. Anybody a wooter? Get anything good today?

Picture it. You are downtown waiting at the Galleria stop for your train back to Beaverton.

You see a bum across the street with his girlfriend hanging out.

How many cops does it take to prevent him from possibly smoking weed? (And yes, that was the charge that I heard from 20 feet away being screamed at him.)

( Check here for the answer.. )

Last week I received a surprise telephone call from apeliotes. The last time I had talked to him was roughly two years ago. He said that he had two tickets to see Handel's opera Tamerlano on Friday and that his date had backed out. He invited me to go with him, and I agreed. spoonu, who more or less despises apeliotes, was shocked that I would agree, and he said that I was "stupid" for doing such a thing. I didn't care. I wasn't sure how the evening would go, but I thought it would be interesting in one way or another.

The evening turned out more or less how I imagined it would. apeliotes and I still read each other's journals, so it wasn't as if we had to give updates about what has been going on in our lives -- but I talked with him in some detail about how my relationship with spoonu is going. He asked me some questions about my ex-boyfriend S. and how I feel about him now, and I replied that I make a point of not thinking about him anymore. We gossiped a little bit about mutual friends and acquaintances, and overall our rendezvous was enjoyable. Toward the end of the evening, when we were about to enter the Dupont Circle metro station, apeliotes said, "I don't want to ruin the continuity of the good evening, but I want to know: did you miss me?" "No," I said. "Why would you even ask that?" "Because that's how I am," he said, and he walked off.

As for the opera itself, musically it is not the sort of thing I would normally enjoy, but I found a lot of it very admirable. It occurred to me that I probably wouldn't have liked it as much if I had heard it on CDs or seen it on a DVD, but there was something about seeing it live in an opera house that let me appreciate it. Placido Domingo, who played Bajazet, was harrowing in his death scene, which was so profound musically that it transcended its context in the opera to become a lament of death in general.

Unfortunately, the stage design and direction were miserable. It was minimalist, with only walls lining the side of the stage and one wall in the back that could move around for different scenes. There were very few props, and the props that were there were used ridiculously. When Asteria brought flowers on stage, Tamerlano made a point of throwing them all over the place. When Asteria picked up a book to read, a guard would come up, yank the book out of her hands, and toss it across the floor. All of that was completely unnecessary. And then there was the time when Andronico was singing and the back wall snuck up behind him for absolutely no reason, sweeping up the scattered flowers along its way.

The costumes were no better. Most of the people wore either suits or military uniforms. Who needs that?! I see that every day! The only characters who wore anything colorful or exotic were Asteria and Bajazet. We joked that Domingo must've lectured to the costume designer, "You can put these other people in suits, but I'm going to be in something glitzy!" The one redeeming quality of the staging was that the lights were used to great effect. For example, in one aria Asteria walks off the stage in a wedding gown, illuminated brilliantly by the blazing light emanating from the doorway.

Please have your Artwork submitted by Sunday May 11th, We are still looking for fashion, film, and more. www.toyartpdx.org
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Please have your artwork submitted by Sunday May 11th, wwwtoyartpdx.org
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Please submit your art by Sunday May 11th go to www.toyartpdx.org for more info
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This is the Awesome! ! ! ! ! ! ! !



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YMsq9qH-4xs

two feminism related posts in one day? YES WAY.

a few of you seemed interested in this meeting in the other thread, so i thought i may as well repost the info in a new thread.

( radical women's health collective! )

i need a haircut, DPers. i'm shaggy, and have resorted to wearing my sunglasses on my head all day to keep my damn hair out of my damn eyes.

i need someone to cut me a good A-line, preferably in the division/clinton area. anyone have a recommendation?

 I close my eyes, imagining the sounds of a storm.  The rapping of the huge raindrops as they pierce the tin roof panels outside.  The wind howling like a banshee’s scream, faint but chilling as it lightly rattles the windows and chills my bones.  I wrap myself up in a thick blanket so that all can be seen is the slight gleam of my eyes peering into the void of the storm. A loud crash, boom, bang, the night sky lights up with white flashes, like a thousand poparats outside the home of a famous starlet. Curiosity has the best of me. I unwrap myself from the coverings of the thick blanket and head for the door. Slipping on some shoes, I descend into the wet darkness. The thick raindrops, haze my once dry skin, pelting me with the tears from the sky. I look up to see ribbons of water streaming downward from above. A low rumble from off in the distance, the vibration of the storms energy building, and a single soul standing in the middle of it all. One single flash as my body is pierced by a bolt of pure light, the warmth and burn can be felt from my feet to my head, out through my fingertips. My body falls limply to the ground as the sheets of rain continue to roll off my now peaceful body. The once gleam in my eye has now been replaced with only the whites, the last vision of the light to enter me. As the wind blows, carrying my soul away, from the perfect storm, all that can be heard is the slight rumble in the sky and the rapping of the huge raindrops as they pierce the tin roof panels outside.

This Thursday Subversive Zone featuring:

Cult of Zir
Oneword
Try My Cabbage
The Blackwaters
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