Two cupcakes and and a hipster craft magazine. The breakfast of the next generation (look out you Baby Boomers', we don't care about our diets and our craft projects are much tougher than yours.)
Blythe and Chris were lovely hosts. Here is Blythe. Chris had left early in the morning for some sort of outdoor excursion.
We met up with Lexingberg, Stephenawitz and Meganstien at Portland's Jewish deli.
Here I am ready for a breakfast of gefilte fish and Manischewitz (the Manischewitz web site (where tradition is the new trend) has a page devoted to gefilte fish where they list facts, including the fact that gefilte fish is not a species of fish but a loaf of fish! Hooray!)
Troubling indeed. If I need to explain it, you wouldn't have thought the joke was funny anyway.
Woe is Steve.
We were discussing peoples willingness or un-willingness to have their pictures taken.
Is one camera more intrusive/annoying than the other.
Steve took the awsomecam to see at what point it's presence became irritating.
Unfortunately, I don't have a whole lot to say about this particular sequence of pictures.
Just think of it as a dizzying adventure in outdoor breakfast.
Steve.
Megan.
Megan.
Steve again.
Gabriel.
I think this is the point at which we want it all to stop. Or at least Lexi does.
Megan's finger has started turning green from her skull ring.
Here is an avant-rock trio outside Macy's
I keep telling Megan not to take sideways pictures because it means more work for me. But does she listen...
While I have very little to say about this Thai restaurant; I like this picture of the three soup samples they brought us.
On that note, we will leave Portland
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Earlier in the week, I was staying at a hotel in Portland just across the street from the restaurant where you all had breakfast.
I took this picture in the Cup and Saucer restroom, just after you spilled your free coffee. I hope it cheered you up.
Thank you. I can't believe that I missed a chance to let the (internet) world know how hard my life is.
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