by Jan Bear | Dec 14, 2004 | Uncategorized
The red-tailed hawk sits on a tall light pole overlooking I-84 in east Portland. Beneath him, a stream of cars creeps along a maze of over- and underpasses through a district of light industrial, warehouses and railroad tracks. The hawk sits tall and dignified, with...
by Jan Bear | Dec 13, 2004 | Uncategorized
If scientists in Manchester, England, are correct, Arius may have hit back. The reporter calls Nicholas, the fourth-century bishop of Myra in Lycia (now a pile of rubble in Turkey), “saint with a broken nose”: An anatomist was given access to his tomb by...
by Jan Bear | Dec 8, 2004 | Uncategorized
It was a long ride in to work this morning; traffic was bumper to bumper, and my bus ride that normally takes an hour was more like an hour and a half. It was OK: I polished my weather post and started next week’s Onion Dome piece as the skies cleared and the...
by Jan Bear | Dec 8, 2004 | Uncategorized
He got on the elevator wearing Oregon business casual, which is not the chinos and polo shirts of other places’ business casual, but blue jeans, nice shirt, denim jacket. He had the tan face and wide jaw and high cheekbones of someone who might be an Indian, and...
by Jan Bear | Dec 6, 2004 | Uncategorized
A 1970s-vintage Honda Civic (they looked a little like Gremlins, only smaller) preceded me off the I-205 exit yesterday. As we slowed to the left turn, I noticed something odd about the car (yes, beyond its being 25 years old with an aluminum engine block). It had hay...
by Jan Bear | Dec 2, 2004 | Uncategorized
The Loud Family gets on at a bus stop in West Linn where we usually pick up zero to one person: 11 people with the gross mass of about 18 and with a combined IQ of about 900. They carry on their conversations, about Mom’s shoes, Sis’s socks, marriage...