Recently in unimportant things that are actually important Category

When I was taking classes it got to where I couldn't sit still and read anything without going crazy and looking at my watch every five minutes. Now that I have other things to do I can't tear myself from the page. Not that I'm reading French literature now, but still.

When Kevin and I went to Ole Ole last night, there was a big paper bag full of sushi on the sidewalk next to the bike rack. At first I'd thought that it was somebody's groceries that had been mysteriously abandoned, but then I realized the whole thing was sushi.

While we were waiting to cross West Burnside to go to Powell's, standing on the traffic island with the giant testicle sculpture (the one that you have to be tall to fondle), there was this noise. This squealy creaky noise. I looked for the source and found it in a street sign that was loose and swinging back and forth, but hardly at all, just enough to make the noise. It wasn't very loud.