^[1]I’ve been posting on Metblogs for a few months now and I really love it. Granted, not every post has been Noble Prize winning material, but I’ve had fun. And as I reflect back on my career here at Metblogs, I can’t forget my first time. Sitting at my little red desk, my head in my hands, trying to work flickr and Moveable Type. But I had a message for the people of Portland.

I had a message and it came from –end. Or maybe just end. Here’s the post. ^[2] Remember that? How much fun was that walk down memory lane? So much.

I was so pleased to find this message from –end in the parking lot for Jefferson’s Young Women’s Academy at Tubman, where Wacky Mommy ^[3] has started a knitting circle. By the way, we’re taking donations of yarn and needles. There’s a basket at Naked Sheep ^[4] for knitters who’d like to de-stash for a good cause. We’re also taking donations of knitters who want to knit with the girls. Contact Wacky Mommy if you’d like to spend an hour knitting with some exceptional young women.

Back to –end. This photos is a little tough to read as it was pouring rain and –end had written on a gray wall with yellow paint. It says: if basquiat hadn’t written on walls, there’d be no modern day brooklyn. — end. Basquiat! ^[5] Oh, –end. How you win my heart.

Hey –end, if tagging N Portland were a presidential campaign, you’d be winning both parties. XOML