Going to the South Side

So I did go to the "COIN-OP LAUNDROMAT" yesterday, and it was pretty busy. I kept thinking, "Oh my god, everyone can see my underwear," and "Why do I have so much pink underwear? I'm not a pink underwear girl! How did this happen? Oh, the folly."

Luckily, I brought the lappy with me, so I got some stuff done while I was waiting for my stuff to get done. I got maps, directions, and all kinds of crazy information that will be useful during my stay in PDX. I've never been there more than 12 hours, so it'll be a bit weird to just BE THERE for days on end.

At the very least, I know I won't run out of breweries to visit, and some will definitely get knocked off the list. Hoo-ha.

I talked to Guillermo this morning, who is embarking soon on a grand journey to Merry Olde England shortly, and he (of course) had mucho advice on places to see and things to do while south of the border. Sometimes I think that boy loves Portland more than I do.

Or at least, he loves Fabric Depot more than I do.

. . .

Today is going to be a pretty busy day. There are more things to be done today than on a usual lazy Sunday (when you wake up in the late afternoon), but the day has not been overbooked, which is good. So far on the plate are the Street Fair, some hanging on the South Side, a work meeting, and starting the southbound drive.

Since I am planning to be done with my day in about 12 hours, I think that I have plenty of time for all this. Yay for boundless optimism!

(Of course, the last three things are crammed into a 4 hour window, so, um...)

(I might have to revise some of that optimism.)

(And figure out where one gets coffee at 4 a.m. in Olympia.)