A quick update

I stayed sober on St. Patrick's day. That's right folks, Sara did not drink herself into a stupor on Hedonist's Day. This, however, was not because I didn't want to drink, but because I ended up having to wait in line for TWO AND A HALF HOURS, to get into the back tent at Kell's. I got in just before Amadan hit the stage and had enough time to down a beer and some food under the leering eye of a large, charcoal Samuel Beckett before they started playing. I think though that it was worth it. People danced from the first note to the last. There were only two assholes in the crowd and they were spotted and thrown out promptly. The bouncer even said, "Yer outta here!" and jerked his thumb back like an umpire. I resisted the urge to point in their faces and yell, "HAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" but I sure wanted to.

Today, I attended a huge peace rally/march in Portland. We started off at the waterfront, listened to a few bands and some speakers, then marched around downtown. The police estimated there were 9,000-10,000 people marching! I found out about this at the last second, so I sadly didn't have a witty sign ready like everyone else. Oh well, I wore my desert cammies, my dog tags and pinned my Airborne wings on my leather jacket. Sometime during the march I caught up with Veterans for Peace and got a few buttons from them. There were drums, marching bands, chanting, singing... ahhhhh, it was wonderful. Portland rocks.

Finals this week. The library is open until 1am, so I must go off and study. All this standing in line and marching and stuff has left me so sleepy. Good thing I have a pot of Dead Man's Reach coffee ready!