Maybe it’s just that the weekend wasn’t long enough.

Maybe it’s just that I’m still in my office at 8:30 and want to go home.

Whatever it is, I’m uninspired. Which is bad if you have committed to a certain number of blog entries per week.

Think about it. It’s the perpetual issue that we all face. You have an assignment to do. You can do it now, or you can do it later. Do it now, and you have the satisfaction of knowing that you can cruise at crunch time, at the expense of instant gratification. Do it later, and you have the satisfaction of doing whatever you want right now, but the knowledge that you’ll have to struggle at the last minute.

Apparently, I’m a do it now kinda guy.

However, a couple of Portland-y things to say:

Friday night I checked out a new Mongolian Grill. Go Go’s Mongolian Feast, on the corner of 205th and Baseline in the Beaverton area (a Portland suburb, and thus a Portland-y thing to discuss) is a brand spankin’ new joint. What drew me there? Free food, of course. I’d drive to Chernobyl for free food (assuming I had free gas as well…at $2.15 a gallon, according to the news today, I’d have to pass otherwise). Go Go’s is pretty good, but a bit overpriced for what you get (they cost $1 more than Chang’s and you only get one trip). Unlike Chang’s, you get a variety of pre-mixed sauces that you can in, in turn, mix together for new creations (I had Peanut Sauce with some Hot Chili Sauce added; pretty good). –Caveat– I just took The Missus to Chang’s tonight before the meeting that’s kept me here thus far, and she still prefers it over Go Go’s because you get more bang for your buck, and she likes the make-your-own-sauce aspect. I think Chang’s + Go Go’s would = Heaven.

Saturday I had a cup of joe at my favorite spot, City Coffee on Fourth and Salmon. Why is this my favorite spot? Combination of things. 1) My friend JLowe’s dad owns it, so I get discounts; 2) I worked there through law school, and so it’s kinda like home; 3) I met my wife there, so for sentimental purposes it can’t be beat; 4) my old manager is still there, and she’s awesome; and 5) it’s too close to the courthouse to justify trips anywhere else. Plus, since the evil empire bought out Seattle’s Best Coffee, City Coffee has shown an independent streak of sorts by stocking only coffees the owner and certain trusted persons have tried and found desirable. If you’re downtown on a Saturday morning, drop on in.

Sunday, I made my long-awaited journey to OMSI to check out Animal Grossology. Verdict(s)? 1) Not nearly as gross as it should’ve been. With today’s television and movies standards, this needed more to shock and awe. 2) How fun would it be to work at OMSI? Really? I think I might try to pick up a weekend job there…

So, that’s all. I’m uninspired, so I’d be surprised if I even finish this senten