October 26, 2009

Food for Thought


We just finished up a very Portland-y weekend. We visited Powell's, the largest bookstore in the world, then the farmer's market, then the Saturday market. I think Portland may have the most markets in the world too.

Lars tried to steal a pepper from the farmer's market. So, as a reward, we bought an ice cream cone to share at the Saturday market.

Speaking of stealing-- we saw the funniest thing while at the Saturday Market. I will try to re-enact it for you (in words):

As Tor and I were strolling through the Saturday Market an obnoxious man, with an equally obnoxious bike bell, starts dinging it incessantly at a little old lady in front of him. She finally hears him and gets out of the way. The man says "I was dinging my bell a lot for you to move, couldn't you hear me? I was dinging it a lot." I thought for a minute or two about saying something, but I am practicing restraint in the area of stranger anger, the little old lady was fine, and I think he may have been high.

***I'd like to digress at this point and state that I really don't like bikers, they think the little "share the road" stickers they wear are for themselves and cars, forgetting the hapless pedestrians that get in their way, and act altogether entirely too superior for my liking. My husband is a biker and I point this out to him daily. Plus the whole bell thing really pisses me off. I understand using it on paths and trails to indicate that you are quickly approaching on the left. I don't understand why some feel it can take the place of all communication. Especially in crowded areas where you should not be riding a bike. Anyway, back to the story.***

About 15 minutes later we see this guy run up to the bad man on the bike (or BMOTB from here on out) and start yelling at him that you don't steal bikes in this town. The BMOTB says he didn't steal it that the bike is his. The other guy says, and I quote, "You see this f-ing shirt I'm wearing, you see this f-ing hat I'm wearing, it matches the f-ing logo on the f-ing bike. Obviously it's my f-ing bike, you f-ing idiot." The BMOTB and he fight for a few more minutes and then finally the other guy just takes the bike and leaves. The BMOTB grumbles a little but doesn't really act too upset that "his" bike just got stolen by some other guy. We sit down to eat our ice cream cone near the fountain at the market and the BMOTB (without the B now) walks up to the couple next to us and says: "Can I have some change, I don't do drugs or anything." When the people give him a buck he decides they're on his side and he tells him the sad story of his bike. It goes like this, "Some guy just accused me of stealing his bike. Yeah. He just came up to me and started yelling and took the bike. I mean, I was just walking along and there was this bike sitting there with no lock on it or nothing. Just sitting there. No one was around or nothing. So I took it. I mean there was no lock or nothing. And then that guy says it's his bike. But if it was his bike why wasn't there a lock on it or something?"

Hmm... Good point. I will remember that the next time I want a new pair of shoes. "But there wasn't a price tag on them or nothing. I mean if you're gonna sell something don't you think you should put a price tag on it or something?"

He asked us for some money too, but we were heartless and said no.

Here are some pictures from that day.


If only I were a little taller, thievery would be so much easier.


Thanks mom!


Yay! But now that I've got it, what do I do with it?


Maybe I eat it!!!


Facebook Update: You may remember from a few posts back that I said that Wiley Driskill would not be my Facebook friend. Well, he still won't, but now Facebook is giving me updates on who he WILL be friends with. Evil, evil Facebook.

4 comments:

Moriah said...

You most certainly should not have given that guy money. Good work.

I was laughing about the Wiley FB thing. He actually asked me to be his friend awhile back, much to my surprise. I think I am 'cool' because of my cousin Ryan.

rain said...

Ew. Wiley Driskill. Ew. Facebook snobbery. That's okay. Remember what his dad looked like? And John also had absolutely NO personality. I know, because I worked with him for over a year. Even when he'd laugh at one of his jokes it would be a single: "Heh". No wonder Wiley's first response to everything was simple sarcasm.

Anyhoo, I LOVED your biker story. And I'll remember that lesson, too, when I go out shopping. If something isn't locked up, it's free game, yo. And then I'll take my "unstolen" merchandise, and use it in the most annoying way possible, and to harass people that I feel are somehow in my way.
And as for your comment on bikers? I fully and wholeheartedly agree. Springville is notorious for bikers on Saturdays. And they all wear the quoted f-ing helmets and f-ing shirts that match their f-ing bikes and shoes. And they ride through traffic like they are in total competition with cars going 50mph. And guess what? They aren't. But that sure doesn't mean they're gonna slow down for a lady and her stroller at a crosswalk. I'm still not sure why they don't get it.

And Lars stealing a pepper? They looked so delicious I wanted to steal one, too. I would have given him ice cream too--not only because he's so stinking cute, but because encouraging his wise food decisions, is critical. ;)

Unknown said...

So, I must admit, Leah, that it had been quite some time since I checked up on Kermie´s Pad... sorry for my less than impressive good sister-in-law behavior. But I am back now, and it feels so good! I loved the BMOTB story! So funny!!! You really are a skilled writer- it is fun reading anything you write! About the bike comments, I ride a lot around Oslo on the city bikes here. It is a great concept, I think, and provides a nice alternative to taking other forms of public transport that can be less enjoyable- subways, crowded buses etc. Still, I must admit, that I too am probably guilty of riding through crowded areas where I probably should just get off the bike and walk it a bit. I do like using the bell, politely rather than incessantly, of course, but most of the bells on the city bikes are already broken, so my opportunities are limited there, possibly by overly eager bell-ringers like the now infamous BMOTB?

Hugs, K

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