kontextmaschine:

“Hey kontextmaschine, what’s today’s Portland adventure?”

Riding the bus out to the goddamned industrial district to pick up my stolen bicycle from the police evidence room!

See I kept the serial number written down and that actually worked. Filed a report, and then a few months later a cop looking for a pretext to take in some bum ran his ride’s number and there it was.

Lost it in the first place because I biked back from a bar, left it outside my house intending to open the garage door and then totally blanked on it. Fair enough.

Now that I think of it I’ve had my last four bikes stolen, at least this one came back. Two bikes ago I think the guys got sent to federal by the fucking Secret Service though, that’s a trip.

Fucked up my transfer, walking around Portland State and getting an Uber. Crazy little parks with some amazing topography tho - Lovejoy, Pettygrove, the geometric waterfall at Ira Keller. Between the landscape architecture and the natural stone and tree cover all the modernism around here comes off impressively humane.