December 31, 2007, Portland, Oregon, United States.
37 degrees Fahrenheit, solid clouds, fog, overnight low of 33. Yesterday's snow/hail/slushy bullshit stuck, melted, refroze, halfway melted, and now covers the sidewalks and streets with every possible combination of puddles, ice, frost, black ice, partially frozen water and partially melted ice.
The Portland Mercury, Willamette Week, Oregonian, and other fine publications all have lists of the hot places to go, things to do, $75 dinners to eat, clubs to be seen in, and $12 cocktails to drink. But they are all forgetting one New Year's option that is not to be missed, namely, dressing up all hot and fancy and then curling up in bed with a plate of burritos and all 5 Harry Potter movies because, dude, seriously. Black ice? Fuck that.
Posted by dianna at December 31, 2007 01:57 PMHey, did you end up going to that Feministe thing last night? If so, how was that?
Posted by: MoltenBoron at December 31, 2007 10:47 PMWell, it was almost exactly like the post right before this one.
:p
Posted by: Dianna at January 2, 2008 09:10 AMHey, I didn't even notice that! In many ways, I blame you for posting twice in rapid succession. I mean, not really.
So how were Potter movies?
Posted by: MoltenBoron at January 2, 2008 10:44 AM