Doghouse

In Portland Part 1

Tabitha entertains a group after hanging at the local haunt.







I really have come to hate flying...but this one was not so bad. It's hard for me to maneuver in my small seat and I busted the one thing on my watch...you know that thing...that little stick-piston thing that hold the watch on either side to the band and just goes pop, and even if you find it, you will spend an hour trying to pop it back in?

Well I lost that trying buckle my seatbelt...which you have to do or they will not leave the pad or you will get a ticket from Officer Winne.

I expected cold weather ao I had my long coat. It's far warmer in Portland than in Marin, even San Anselmo. I think I stopped sweating at 2a.m.

Tabs and Jamie had some fun on the phone making me turn around a few times to find them. I'm an easy target.

We had drinks at The Goodfoot and friends came along every so often and sat down. I talked some with Jamie, who is Tab's best friend, and then with Coleen who has a passion for art and Women's Studies. Dave came along...I really like this guy. He's funny and smart.

More later...breakfast. 

posted by Obi-Mac BakDon @ 9:47 AM