Waiting for the crosswalk on Hawthorne, with a friend who's playing the accordion:
Man who appears to be massaging his nipples constantly, stalking about on tiptoe: Hey, you guys got a quarter for a beer? ... Shit, I should be giving you a quarter! (About a quarter of a block away now.) It's good thing that's not Mexican music! I hate Mexican music! That's not Mexican music though, so it's good!
- Overheard by Abner, who writes: "This is the second time we've seen this guy. A few weeks before he'd been announcing the death of the creator of LSD and "spreading love". Even then he was rubbing his chest."
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- Rich (AKA FlexRex) is a writer in Portland. In his day job as President of insideHPC.com, Rich blogs daily about people and technology. When he's not working, Rich enjoys writing fiction such as: The Guardian's End, Ghosts of the Indian Herb, The Three Magi of Katrina, Seven Meals from Chaos, Jigsaw Falling into Place, and Bardo or you can follow him on Twitter
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