Category: All (-ish)

42nd Street Station

“What is this place?” I wondered as I wandered by.  Not having to be anywhere at any time, I checked it out. IMG_3653

Ah, it’s one of those places that takes a big space and then makes smaller spaces available to small businesses.  These seem to be a very 80s concept to me.

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I enjoyed looking at the different businesses and stopped in the restaurant to have a sandwich before heading home.IMG_3649

There was a deli counter and also a bar.  I was offered a free Keno play, which I took.  It was not a winner. (Surprise!)IMG_3650

My egg salad sandwich and water.  IMG_3651

I stopped in the bathroom on the way out and was interested to see this random room of antiques in the hallway near the bathrooms.  There wasn’t a sign telling me what it was and there wasn’t a person to ask.IMG_3652

Which is the better value the large avocado or the small one?

 For some time now I’ve wanted to crunch the numbers on this equation.  The avocado on the left costs $1.25.  The one on the right costs $0.99.  Let’s break this down. IMG_3618

Here we can see that the pits are similarly sized.IMG_3619

IMG_3620 IMG_3621 The large is 2.75 ounces bigger than the small.

IMG_3625 IMG_3626 Overall, the large avocado gives us 6.5 ounces for $1.25, while the small gives us 4 ounces for $0.99.

Crunching the numbers: Large is $0.19/oz

Small is: $0.25/oz.

Large is the better deal.

However, I also conducted  a taste test, and I liked the taste of the smaller avocado better.  Someday I should do a blind taste test.

Walk to the Rugged Manic

Matt participated in the Rugged Maniac at Portland International Raceway.  As that location is close to our house, we walked.  Here are some things I saw.

Interstate Ave north of Argyle is experiencing road construction.  This here is a new sidewalk added to the viaduct. I was interested to note the random fencing that is nowhere else along this section of sidewalk.  My guess is that some sort of law says it has to be above rail road tracks, to keep shenanigans to a minimum.

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Along this walk is a junk place.  With some butterfly bush looking pretty.  Butterfly Bush is classified as invasive, but I do appreciate how pretty it is as it takes over.

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Cacophony of junk. IMG_3475

From one point on the sidewalk you can see two mountains.  Here is St. Helens, with a topper of electric wire.IMG_3477

And here is Mt. Hood with a swallow cooperating with me and agreeing to be in my picture.   It only took 10 or so tries.  IMG_3483

I always wondered what Trimet worker had that job.

IMG_3466Think about it.  Every stop in the metro area has at least a piece of paper saying what routes service the stop and the stop ID number.  Bigger stops have a full poster including bus schedules for all routes.  Train stops and some transit centers have multiple posters with schedules.  Who are the people who are always making sure these are up-to-date?  Today, I caught a picture of one of them.

Goodbye to you, inviting lot.

IMG_3461I’ve long enjoyed walking past this lot at 1536 N Schofield St.  It’s a little bit overgrown, but has some great mature trees on it. Portland Maps tells me it’s currently owned by the Frank A Morse Family Trust and was purchased for $22,500 in 1997. If I wanted to buy it and keep it a fun little hideaway, I’d have to pony up $210,000.  I just ran some mortgage numbers and with a $5000.00 down payment and a 15 year fixed rate mortgage, I would have to pay $1900.00 per month.  So I’m guessing this will be a large infill house very soon.

City of Roses Motel. Stucco.

Ooooooooo! I said as I caught my first glimpse of the stucco siding.  So pretty!  And it will look great against the grey skies of winter.  Assuming it ever rains again in Portland, Oregon.

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The other thing I have noticed is that all the windows have been installed except for this set.  I assume they are leaving them open for easier access.

 

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Tap Dance Recital? Check.

My last dance recital was in 1990 and we performed two numbers.  One was “You’re the One that I Want” from Grease.  The other was to a contemporary piece, though I can’t recall which one.  Our performance took place at Boise High School’s Auditorium, which was a marvelous, creaking place with backstage filled with dozens of girls in costumes, shrieking, giggling, being all sorts of excited.  I did my best to ignore the dance teacher’s son, who was my age, but went to a different school and had started dance one year before me, so was in a different class.  He had a harem of girls around him at all times, so I didn’t think I stood a chance, but it was kind of thrilling to have him around. IMG_3388This one was much more low-key.  We did have outfits, black pants, colored shirts, jean jackets.  This time our recital was at a community center gymnasium.  We waited in the audience, and moved to the hallway when it came close to our time to perform.  Most of the audience chatted throughout the performances, which drove me crazy, but I tried to roll with it.  We were one of two adult groups to perform and our tap dance performance to Tracy Chapman’s “You’re the One” was well received.  When I came home, Matt had roses for me.