This Is How I Do It

Insightful vision is a hallmark of blogging.

When I was in Miami I was petrified to wear a hoodie. Who wants to get shot? Not me. I wore linen suits and black T-shirts circa Don Johnson of the 1980s. For the record, I also did not arrest anyone for narcotics.

Now back in Portland I can be as hooded as I want to be. Maybe Mt. Hood can be the hood for the entire city.

The kids have so many hooded garments I might have reason to worry about unchecked environmental activism. Mainly when the kids are inclined to be involved they usually Occupy stuff, like the couch or the parental bed, which, under controlled circumstances, is not the end of the world.

In any case, I'm ready for the next WTO meeting.