i.e., this is was a stream of consciousness comic.
Called (My visit to Portland)
There really was a man eating out of a frisbee.
It also was raining a lot my last two days in PDX. My shoes got super soggy, which is horrible.
Monday, December 10, 2007
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
P.S. I should add something about the "bad dream" superstition. 1) My mom first ALWAYS says "there is no such thing as bad dreams." 2)In addition to spitting, you're also supposed to say (in Russian)"Kudah notch, tudah sohn" (Where the night goes, there the dream goes).