Cooled down a bit this morning, rain. It doesn’t cool down the way one would expect, at least the way this one would. It’s like heat is retain in the mud. As little kids my sister and I would spray the concrete slabs on the driveway and lay in the puddles; they were good for twenty minutes before evaporating and leaving hot humid air.
Sometimes it gets even hotter and more humid at night here than it was during the day. I am tired of listening to myself bitch, but I don’t quite understand why anyone moves here and then stays here. I guess I understand a bit in my parents case, I mean besides MSU offering my father a fast track to tenure. They came from Atlantic City.
Most beach front towns have a constant wind that keeps at least a block or so from the beach up to the water cool. It’s one of the reasons why I liked LA so much, my brother lived a block from the breakwater; I never thought of LA as downtown where things are hot and grimy. Atlantic city has this salt marsh, it’s not really cool except in the winter and it doesn’t smell good and it’s coated in … I don’t know yucky stuff.
I know, some of y’all might have a better opinion of Atlantic City. Good for you. I think water and air should move. Wait, no, should is a whiney term. I prefer the feel, the energy of moving air and water. All flora and Fauna on earth have energy and it’s guided by the environment. A blade of grass in Nebraska has the same function, energy wise, as a blade of grass at the base of a Himalayan mountain, but contributes, locally, to a different sort of energy.
Swamps sap my energy; mountains, fast water and combed air give me their energy. I don’t want to go all granola, those of you that can feel it know what I mean, those that can’t, well, I suggest you move, humbly, and I have no vested interest in convincing you of anything. Well, I mean, I have a vested interest in suggesting you be nice to flora and fauna, but I’m pretty sure you’ve made up your mind on that one, I mean which flora and fauna you’re ok with being nice to as long as it doesn’t cost anything, which are beneath your contempt, which to avoid, and which don’t deserve your kindness. My suggestion isn’t for the flora and fauna; it’s for you. Those blades of grass are genetically coded with how they use energy, you get a little choice in the matter. Forgive me, you have as much or as little choice as you think you have, more than a blade of grass or a satellite in orbit. Probably.
I might have violated an Amazon marketplace rule today, I don’t know, but it made me happy. I wrote a review for calm coat last year, I had picked some up on amazon for a friends dog. I wrote a glowing review because calm coat is the shit, but in the review I mentioned how I used to be able to pick it up at a brick and mortar feed store in the PDX area. Dude thanked me for the review today, a year later, he has a boston terrier with grass allergys. He lives in the PDX area. I praised Amazon and then gave him the name and address of the local feed store. I don’t know if I actually broke a rule doing that, but I’m sure the vendor wasn’t happy that I told dude a different place to buy it. I think the worse they can do is ask amazon to take my review reply down.
Calm coat is the shit, it’s essential oils originally designed a billion years ago for horses with deer fly or black fly bites. Even on me it works better on itches than hydro-cortisone. I didn’t tell the guy that Wichita Feed was almost magical; you could walk in there with an outsized custom bolt from the 1920’s that needs replacing and dude will reach into a barrel and pull one out for you. You could say you’re gecko had croup and he’d offer three different remedies, you could … if it’s animal or farm related they have it. And yeah, it’s not exactly in Portland, but it’s walking distance. I’ve stayed in a lot of remote rural areas that relied on the feed store for, well, everything. I’ve never seen one anywhere as well stocked and staffed as that one. For the two of you who might ever need it, Wichita Feed, on Johnson Creek between 72nd (bell) and 52nd, on the right as you head down the numbers. 205 even has a Johnson creek exit and entrance ramp.
Dog food, saddles, rodent bait, Russian brides, solar panels for your moon shuttle, the tail pipe to a 57 dodge dart, your grandmas lost retainer, Jimmy Hoffa, if you can think of it they have it. If for some reason they are no longer in business, please don’t tell me, I need to think of them as always being there.
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