7/365, originally uploaded by unspeakable_grooviness.

Portland’s second tallest building is the US Bancorp Tower aka Big Pink. It’s not a square or a rectangle, but a parallelogram. Its footprint has no right angles so depending on what angle you view it from, it looks quite different. Here is one of its fat sides.

As you can tell from this photo, despite our arctic flirtations a few weeks ago, we’ve settled into typical Pacific Northwest winter weather. Chilly and rainy.

Today is my Sunday. Back to work tomorrow with the dreaded double but a dinner with friends to look forward to on Friday. That is, if the boy ever decides to phone me back and explain why what seemed a minor argument apparently wasn’t one.



1/365, originally uploaded by unspeakable_grooviness.

A brand new year. And a brand new challenge. Not original, of course. Many have done this before me. But, I thought this might be a good way to get me back into blogging and back into writing on a fairly regular basis. And, of course, back into photography, too.

The idea is pretty simple: take a least one photo per day and post it. In theory, I don’t even have to write a whole blog post about it, but I suppose I’ll want to say at least a little something about the photos most days.

I reserve the right not to post for a few days. Of course, I’ll hopefully keep on top of it so that my back log doesn’t get too large.

Anyway. Here’s January the First.

True to form, Portland has been rainy and chilly. The Snowpocalypse has almost entirely melted away, though there are a few stubborn patches still hanging on.

Last night was the first time in a while that I wasn’t hosting my own New Year’s Eve party–my current apartment is just not big enough for a proper party. Alas. The lack of responsibility was kind of nice, though.

The Boy and I started out at his place and hopped around to a couple of other parties (my friends’ and his friends’). Obviously, I haven’t blogged very much lately (since, um, August) and so I’m sure that I have plenty to write about the Boy aside from whatever photos I might be posting here. In fact, I think this is the first time that I really feel like it’s not fair to call him Boy. It feels better if I call him Man. So, that’s what I’ll do. Unless he’s dumb–then he’ll deserve to be called Boy again.

This photo was taken from his bedroom, actually, as we were just starting to wake up this morning. It was a lazy day, with brunch at the Screen Door–well worth the hour or so wait. I communed with his new roommate’s kitten for a while this afternoon and then he drove me home so I could clean my apartment before my roommate comes back tomorrow. Hardly an exciting day, but New Year’s Day tends to be a lazy one for me, some eating, some napping, some cleaning. Don’t want to head into the new year too strong and run out of steam by the end of January. Gotta pace yourself.

Back to work tomorrow, alas.

More to come, I promise!

Happy New Year! Bonne AnnĂ©e! Buon Capo d’Anno!