I'm no good at telling long jokes, partly because I forget some detail that makes it funny, but mostly because I am overcome with laughter before the punchline. I prefer short jokes (my favorite: a baby seal walks into a club. It's awful. Makes me laugh every time.) But there's one long joke I can... Continue Reading →
It's looking more and more like I will be taking a trip to Chicago in September. There's a wedding on Tim's side, and this will probably be my only excuse to go to the Midwest for many years. I am conflicted about going. I won't be attending the wedding, as it will be attended by... Continue Reading →
At 46, Tim and I are well into the middle part of our lives. With an appropriate amount of gray hair, the aches and groans we emit each time we stand up, and our development of comfortable physiques, we have a good sense of what's coming, and what's already behind us. Portland has helped us... Continue Reading →
So...ever since I moved out here, I've been wondering if Portland is really that different, or if I just moved here at the same time fashions changed radically all over the place. I mean, I heard about the beard trend, and I hear floppy hats are a thing, but Portland seems to embrace trends whole... Continue Reading →
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Meg Currell 