Portlanders take running very seriously. Just wander the streets of any of Portland’s five (yes, five) quadrants, and you’ll come across runners everywhere. So, when Energy Events cancelled its Vancouver USA Marathon, you can bet Portlanders won’t take such action lying down.
Portland is filled with people who love it. Like anyone who loves their town, they love it the way it is, and, in order to maintain that identity, Portlanders are dead-set against preventing anyone else from moving here.
So, what are the 25 counties in the United States most responsible for sending their residents to our fair city, ruining our entire experience, and creating even more people who hate people who move here?
Well, at least the top three and much of the rest of the list won’t surprise you (we’re looking at you, Arizona and California!), but some of the list might… (more…)
I’m a 37-year-old guy who’s worked out at least six days a week ever since I was 28 years old. I take vitamins supplements every day, go to my doctor for physicals, I don’t smoke – I thought I was healthy.
The age-old battle of pitting the virtues and vices of Apple OS X computers against Microsoft Windows computers has been the source of computer geek angst ever since the home personal computer first came into being.
It’s a dog’s life in Portland. There’s no questioning it. From organic dog food available from Salty’s in multiple locations around the city to leash-free dog parks. Portlanders love their dogs. But, like Janeane Garofalo’s character says in The Truth About Cats & Dogs (random movie reference, anyone?): “It’s okay to love your pets, just don’t love your pets.” This truth hits home today as Portland ties for 7th in cities bad for dog attacks on postal carriers.
We’ve all been there. Maybe you ate some spicy Thai or Mexican food last night, or maybe you just had your morning coffee. Regardless, there’s that moment, that “uh oh, we have an emergency on our hands” moment, where you realize that you need to get yourself to the nearest “area of refreshment” to make a sacrifice to the porcelain gods. Now, let’s add a bit of roughage to the situation – what if you’re a postal worker on foot in the middle of your route?