Sunday, February 16, 2014

Fourth Time's a Charm?

This is the fourth time I've been homeless since I moved here (this time around — I'm an intermittent native) from Seattle via Las Vegas back in May 2000, and looking back I see a progression from living on the streets being a fun adventure to living on the streets being a shameful and arduous lifestyle of boredom, fatigue, inconvenience, and peril.

Monday, February 10, 2014

Jǫtunheimr

It's been one hell of a week; hell as in ninth-circle, because a winter storm struck the fair City of Roses with a ferocity uncharacteristically blustery and frigid of our mild Pacific marine climate. Hence the title, which is the name of the realm of the terrible frost giants in Norse mythology. Roughly five inches of snow accumulated between the first dusting on Thursday and the onset of freezing rain late Friday, which covered the snow with perhaps up to an additional half-inch of ice, making for treacherous footing. Not much by Midwest, Great Lakes, and North Atlantic standards, but it was enough to shut down a city that owns only fifty-five snow plows — a city typically more concerned about how storm water runoff affects the water quality in the nearby Willamette river than with snow accumulation — and certainly more than enough to freeze a man to death on a bench outside the Greyhound station a few night ago (hearsay).

Sunday, February 2, 2014

FYI Freeways Suck

I bailed out of my place at around a quarter after six, Tuesday, having woken out of a nap sprawled out on the floor with my head propped on my rolled-up sleeping bag; I was waiting for a couple neighbors to swing by earlier with a bit of chronic to send me off into the rainy night with some cheer. Of course, no one showed up, so I stumbled out of my "home" for the past four-and-a-half years with my monster trekking backpack loaded with my clothes and sleeping bag, while wheeling a heavy-ass K-Mart-special Mongoose in one hand and lugging my “homeless swag” in the other ... after having tossed a can of "ultra premium" to one of the neighbors who flaked out on me.