And now, it's time for another round of: Who Said It?
How different things are today. Now our streets are patrolled by parking code enforcement officers.
No heels.
No hose.
No little white book.
Rita totes a fierce-looking computer that, we suspect, lets her know whether we're in arrears on everything from our car insurance to our Macy's card.
In the 1970s, pants replaced skirts as the standard uniform for female officers. There are those who think life downtown has been going downhill ever since.
Who said it?
a) Rush Limbaugh
b) Hugh Hefner
c) Some random weenie-wagger on Tri-Met
When I woke up this morning to do my daily 5 minute scan of the Boregonian (yes, it usually takes all of 5 minutes to find all the real news in that sorry excuse for a rag), I thought I might have hit the weblink for the Onion instead.
WTF was the Oregonian thinking?
Truly and utterly horrifying and embarrassing (but unintentionally hilarious) that our daily "paper of record" puts something like this in the editorial section in between an Op-Ed critiquing some of the Mayor's initiatives, and another recapping the life of the chess player Bobby Fischer.
Cancel my subscription! oh, nevermind, I already did that years ago...
Posted by: cuisine bonne femme | January 19, 2008 at 01:39 PM
What's a little lady like you reading the paper for, anyway?
I'll give you the food section when I'm done with sports.
Posted by: Kevin | January 19, 2008 at 01:48 PM
WTF? I was under the impression Portland was a progressive city. No wonder don't subscribe to the Oregonian either, when they're putting up crap like that.
Posted by: Kate | January 19, 2008 at 03:13 PM
Kate, you gals sure are cute when you're mad.
Posted by: Kevin | January 19, 2008 at 03:33 PM
Yes Kate, it's shocking and it's true. The Oregonian sucks.
Ok, back to doing my nails and watching my soaps...
Posted by: cuisine bonne femme | January 19, 2008 at 06:47 PM
I think I need a bubble bath.
Posted by: Kate | January 19, 2008 at 08:37 PM
F**k the Oregonian. I've been trying for two months to get them to replace the delivery driver in our neighborhood, who drives a car with an extremely loud, broken exhaust and wakes us all up every morning between 3 and 5 AM. The employees at this sorry-ass paper are a joke, none of them will take any responsibility.
Posted by: Dave | January 29, 2008 at 01:31 PM