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With a career that has spanned advertising, production, technical services, and project management, Michael is able to articulate the wide range skills and professions that make the Internet work. This eclectic understanding and his desire to shine the light on those hiding behind techno babble has brought success to a wide range of projects.

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New York, New York

Made it to SXSW in Austin

Good Morning America, now Go Fight Traffic

More surreality in Portland

Irish Music in Oregon City

Landing on an Aircraft Carrier

Got Curry? And some bizarre art?

Random Music and Random Life in Portland

To the dump, to the dump, to the dump dump dump

Flight Simulator

Cold night, hot fire, happy cat

Walking to work in the snow

A window into Moreland of the Past

Big and Little Beirut

Reflections on my DC Trip

Born Again American

The wall of pissing

National Treasure/National Archives

My trip to DC so far

Everyone is insane

Getting ready for DC

The Very Model of a Modern Major General

Race to Witch Mountain

Christmas Fire

CAT Scan!

Follow up to the shoulder injury

Ironic Injury

On the Santa Monica Pier

Oil prices and birdsong

Watching Starship Troopers AGAIN!

You can't build life

Accidentally Drunk in Portland

Al Gore the Winner

Intelligent life is out there (but itís bugger all down here on earth)

Aussie Rules Football

Trip to Nostalgia Land

I am such an idiot

Long day of travel

Miami -- as far from Portland as you can go in the US

I'm fascinated with modern plumbing

Leaving Seattle (or why you should keep your ticket close)

On the Rails



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The wall of pissing
2009-01-15 17:01:20

Rough day on the Hill trying to get politicians to understand my reality while trying to understand thier reality. After feeling beat up, I stopped in for some sushi and sake on the way back to my room, still feeling like killing something for fun, I stopped in at the Cafe 1612 for some dessert.

Turns out they don't have dessert, and they couldn't make an espresso martini, but they faked it really well with some Van Gogh espresso vodka. Then the peppered vodka lemon drop, so I'm feeling a little more mellow now (yes, I'm typing this at the bar).

So, with sake, vodka, more vodka and a couple pints of water, I really had to use the restroom, and wow, what a restroom. I admit, it's small, but it makes up for it with a wall of water for a urinal. Take a peek:



I suppose the ladies won't understand, but every guy on the planet has to say, "Cool." I mean, think of it, no aiming, just a wall. We all think of it, really, whether we want to admit it or not. Throwing a whizz on the wall is so much more natural than those little porcelne catures, even the nipples to floor pissoir so many bars sport give you so limited latteral movment that the wall of pissing is just... freeing.



Kirk: Re: The wall of pissing
2009-01-20 10:10:21

Sounds like you have a new calling...


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