I *oops* PDX.
A sticker Julie sent to me. I LAUGHED SO HARD WHEN THIS FELL OUT OF THE ENVELOPE! And the laughing was not even rueful, but more bubbly and joyous. That response probably has something to do with the first stuttering, shuffle-stepped walking I did last night at 2:30am. I am so close to real, live, “walking” walking that I can taste it.
Also, PDX should use this sticker as a promotional image. Come to Portland, where the progressive shit from our right hand tries to kill the progressive shit from our left hand — we’re so fucking progressive, we can’t stand ourselves. I should send the balance of my medical bills to Trimet or PDOT, and label the invoice “promotional consulting fees.”
But I’m not bitter. This is not evidence of bitterness. This is cynicism, kids. And it makes me smile like crazy.
UPDATE: I found the purported makers of these stickers. Nice work guys, but serious oversight in not providing a matching T-shirt. I’ve emailed them requesting the image on a T-shirt. BEST CHRISTMAS PRESENT EVER.
