PHOTO | Hipstamatic | Watts Lens | Pistil Film | No Flash
LOCATION | Hawthorne Boulevard | Along the strip, around 34th Ave.
TIME | March, 2012 | While strolling in an early summer sunshine | What the hell?!?
AND I THOUGHT TO MYSELF: It’s entirely reasonable – and common even – to hear “Oh Portland.” from just about anyone in the city, tourist and native alike. Why? Because it’s entirely reasonable – and common even – to see things like that, above. Seriously: Portland really can be as weird as people like to suggest that it is. So, to celebrate all that is odd and quirky, I thought back to some of the things that would make it into my own Hall of Weird… and here they are:
- Still topless and truly proud bikers returning home from the dare-to-bare Portland Naked Ride – oh, hello boobs on a bike!
- The yellow jump suit man that looks a bit like a pimp from the 1970’s that brings his boombox on the late-night Max lines for 10 minute sets of choreo set to bad trance music.
- Goth Loli. Look it up. Enough said.
- The overly-neoned 24-Hour Church of Elvis, with all things heathen-like and simultaneously spiritual, including a donation request for faith-filled advice such as, “Be kind to animals… and the planet… oh yeah, and recycle.”
- A double-stacked, double seated, super tall bike that requires the bottom peddler to have his face unfortunately close to the buttocks of the top peddler, ha!
- Flocks of people dressed as Waldo, in various parts of the city, at various times of the year. And no, they won’t tell you what they’re doing. That would be so less weird.
Still don’t believe me about the Portland weird factor? How about some of the more understated and still truly weird: check out the aptly named, 10 Things About Portland That Are Actually, Genuinely, Non-Ironically Weird for some other tidbits like the fact that Portlanders don’t honk, I mean come on, that is seriously, terribly, horrifyingly weird (Bostonian here). Anyways, there is plenty of cause and plenty of instances where there is not much at all that can be said. So out of love, out of frustration, out of complete confusion or sometimes utter adoration, we say together, “Oh Portland.”
MEANWHILE: Mom had her 3 week post-op visit today, as well as some follow-ups on the recent ER visit, and all things considered, she got great news! Her ortho doc has freed her from all things post-surgical (ie, leg wraps, blood thinners, etc.) and is incredibly pleased with her PT progress, strength, and mobility. Also, her primary doc has cleared her new medication regiment that seems to be helping with the rest of the pain issues – making for a much better today than last night. Thus… she is officially cleared!!!!! Well, cleared for walking slowly and still taking it easy, of course, but okays from docs are the best that can be hoped for! Now, is it weird that she would get such great news after such a rough couple days? Not at all! Determined, not Weird. Oh Mom. [Read As: We knew you could do it.] 🙂