A Journal of the Plague Year: #29

It’s hot. Is it hot? It’s hot in here. It’s hot out there. It’s so hot. Squirrels are dying. Baby hummingbirds are abandoned. The crows are clearly pissed. For three days in a row Portland saw temperatures in triple digits—three record breaking days in a row. The fourth day promised to be a chilly 97Continue reading “A Journal of the Plague Year: #29”

#235: Snowpocalypse 2016

Four days, two last week and two more this week, have been added to our holiday break, the result of some kind of snow event, the first, hardly anything to write home about, the second, enough for snow people and dangerous driving conditions. A few of my colleagues took hours to get home yesterday afternoonContinue reading “#235: Snowpocalypse 2016”