Barking is required. Ass sniffing is encouraged

Upon waking up this morning after attending last nights Iron Maidens show (quick recap – great show. PDX’s own “Crazy Train” were fantastic, and the Iron Maidens were great, as always – although the set was a bit too heavy on the “Somewhere in Time”/”Seventh Son of a Seventh Son” era, in my humble opinion), I had that odd post-rock-show-that-involves-drinking feeling of ringing ears, dehydration, and the craving for a good, greasy breakfast. My Father’s Place had their fantastic $5.50 chicken fried steak breakfast special, and that filled the bill nicely.

Upon returning home, my girlfriend and I noticed a horde of strangely dressed people making their way down Grand Avenue. Their were people dressed as rabbits, cavemen, 70s basketball players, Devo, and other assorted types each pulling a festively decorated shopping cart. We asked one of them what was going on. His reply? Urban Iditarod. Apparently, the parking lot on the corner of SE Belmont and Grand was one of the rest stop. Awaiting the mushers were many pitchers of beer. I ran to grab my camera.

Urban Iditarod – what a fantastic idea. God, I love this town.

1 Comment so far

  1. McAngryPants (unregistered) on March 1st, 2008 @ 5:52 pm

    I totally should have gone to the Maidens. I got talked into going to the New York Dolls show. suxor to teh max

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