This was the night of the A Perfect Circle concert at Keller Auditorium in Portland. I met up with Jason at his house in Vancouver, we carpooled down to NW Portland where we met up with Jason, at Jason’s apartment. Jason and I rang Jason’s buzzer for at least 3-4 minutes, theres an ongoing debate over whether it is broken or whether we are just stupid. Finally we get inside the apartment, we once again mention the fact that the buzzer doesn’t work properly, and Jason says “D just got here like 1 minute ago, so you couldn’t have been out there that long.” So, apparantly there is both a timewarp and intelligence inhibitor lingering outside Jason’s apartment. It was right about this point that I noticed that I had forgetten my little LED bootlegging flashlight, and since I needed one to properly record the show, we trekked on over to the Burnside Fred Meyers. After much searching we locate the flashlight, and to save time I decided to use the U-scan, since it is generally much faster than even the express lane. Boy was I wrong. Jason got all hoity toity and said, “the U-scan always takes forever, you’re stupid for wanting to use it.” This was a perfect example of a point I had been trying to put my finger on for some time. People in Northwest are stupid. I pointed out that up in Vancouver, the U-scans are much faster because the stupid people we have are smart enough to know they shouldn’t be attempting to use the mentally challenging U-scan system. I mean, you can see them standing in the express lane, looking longingly at the much shorter U-scan line, butdo they move? No. They realize that they’d both look stupid, and slow everyone else down in the process. So after much ranting on my part, we were finally underway to head over to Keller. We walked most of the distance and took the MAX the rest (edit from someone else: we walked half the distance and took the MAX for the other half). This pleased me greatly, not because I dislike walking, but because during the time we were waiting for the train to show up, I got to watch some film-making skateboarders. One of them was lying in the middle of the street, camera pointed up. The other was going about 2 blocks down the street, skating as fast as possible, and OLLIEING OVER THE STREET. It has to be about 10 feet wide at its narrowest. Now granted, I never saw him land it, but he and his board both were getting clear across the street onto the sidewalk. Talk about impressive. Concert was wonderful, bootleg turned out wonderful.