I had this big long amusing post about my trip to downtown portland to hear Laurie Notaro speak, and my trip downtown to hear Joe Bonamassa play at the Portland Blues Festival on the water front, but as luck would have it, blogger ate it. Trust me, it was pretty funny (if I do say so myself) and included the strange guy who I think took a pix of my butt (see what exersising will do for you?) walking to the max after the Notaro talk, and a guy who looked like Ken Kesey's brother dancing at the festival.
I also have to say I am very disappointed in my lack of output lately. So I'm making goals to be held accountable. I want the first chapters of Laguna and two chapters in Soap done by the end of the week. And I will post every morning on how I have done.
Must. Finish. Proposals.