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PILING ON SHOWS A PERSONAL PROBLEM

Just before a big election everyone becomes an expert on the issues and start piling on those they disagree with.
It’s a personal decision on whether to join in.
Instead of joining in the lowbrow debate of accusations and name calling, why not just vote?
Do what counts in the long run, not the number of clicks in the moment.
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DOWNTOWN PORTLAND CLEAN AND SAFE?

A reminder of how clean and safe downtown Portland on a trash can?
I’ll take it. Clean and safe.
That’s my starting point, my mind set, which doesn’t mean I’m skipping around like it’s the happiest place on earth.
We all know where that is. (Hey Bridgette)
Downtown Portland is the crossroads of the world in Oregon, and that’s worth a look.
I’m looking for you, with you, not through you.

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BLOG CONTENT OR JUST A NORMAL EVENT

Blog content goes one way or another? Noooo.
It’s goes wherever it goes and takes you, and the writer, which is me, along.
Things don’t always match up the way imagined, like writing a post of great importance that gets five hits.
What was it lacking?

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CAUTIOUS BABY BOOMER BLOGGER VISION

As a cautious baby boomer blogger harvesting stories and insights for more than four thousand (4031) blog posts running seven hundred and fifty words each, on average, comes to more than three million words.
Divide that by 90,000, the sweet spot number of words in a novel, and if I were a novelist I’d have written thirty three books by now.
Instead, I wrote, and continue to write, boomerpdx.
For that I blame higher education, college, grades 13-16, or 17, depending on your schedule.
There I was, a happy moron, happy to be dense, happy let it ride any which way life turned.
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CITY LIFE SHARING: PORTLAND OREGON

City life sharing means getting the family together one way or another for a public event.
In a hotel ballroom.
For the occasion I wore my ballroom camel hair coat handed down from my father in-law, my bolo tie from Grandpa Marshall, a Columbia vest, and my whitest white shirt over my extra-white t-shirt.
I was thinking ‘Ralph Lauren meets NE Portland.’
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BOOMER GYM UP, MILLENNIALS ON DECK

Presenting the Best of the Best Gym Boomers They show up like clockwork and put in the work. Their personal record is attendance. If they don’t get results they think of suing the gym. Normal boomers get in, get out, and make a better day. The others look around for inspiration.

BICYCLE DAY FOLLOWED BY 420? CALL A DOCTOR, STAT

    Call a doctor and ask about the medical qualities of acid and weed. Maybe your doc has some non-medical experience to share, but probably won’t.   If your medical provider isn’t in the loop, boomerpdx will shine some light. No, not crack the sky light from the heavens above with a big voice […]

IAN KARMEL’S BOOMER GYM ALERT

Based On Ian Karmel And Everything As F##k: A Warning Voice From His Generation To Boomers. Too many fitness fanatics urge us to better health. And we ignore them. You can’t ignore Ian Karmel. The Portland comedian and Portland Mercury columnist writes about his gym experience, the same gym experience boomers have been dodging. What […]

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THE WAY WE WERE, THE WAY WE’LL BE

“In a way, he was like the country he lived in. Things came too easily to him.” In more than one way, Hubbell was like the soft handed little liberals who’ve always had it too easy, wouldn’t you say? They always know what’s best for everyone else while they carry on their dark secrets. Well, the […]

BABY BOOMER LOVE: AFTER THE FIRE

Don’t Burn Baby Boomer Love Letters, Review Them On BoomerPdx. From The BoomerPdx Archive: “I think at the age 27-29 is when you first really feel a ‘generation gap’ or are actually aware of the one’s below you. Naturally that means the ones above you are pushed into another level also. Do me a favor. […]

A DIFFERENT PORTLAND, A DIFFERENT TIME

Today’s city is a different Portland than anyone expected from it’s past. I walked the hard pavement of NW 14th street toward Burnside, the Mason Dixon Line of Portland. I crossed against the light, skipping past a new chain tavern, leaving behind a music store with too much exposure through its showroom windows. I angled […]

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ROSE FESTIVAL BAR FLY RULES

The Rose Festival Parade Always Starts With The Right Intentions. If the sun’s out on parade day, Portland looks better than ever. Big Pink grows out of yellowed brick if you find the right parking place. The right parking place for Rose Festival is a big deal. Park in the wrong place and you get […]

Two Shades Of Boomer Travel

  Even when you go someplace you’ve never been, you’ll find shades of familiar.   It takes a special place, one filled with its own internal music, to make everything old feel new again.   The band in my brain cranked up in Barcelona, Spain when I saw the Gaudi church, La Sagrada Família.   […]

DESERT RAIN

A poem in desert rain. Desert Rain From ice to sand the flight landed in coulds so thick the rain sounded like dirt shoveled against a window with a big shovel. All of my sun clothes stay packed until the missing weatherman crawls out of his hole and changes desert rains  to dry desert plains

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