Recent Revelations

So I've discovered I have an almost unhealthy love of apple cider and cornbread. It could be worse.
I have also recently discovered a ridiculous part of town called Forest Heights. If you want some entertainment, go for a drive down Cornell, take a right on Miller, and get ready for some giant houses, wild hills, and absurd sub-gated communities with weird, quasi-European themes (at least I think that's what they were going for).
This week I discovered that Portlanders, while they will keep cycling and running in fluorescent jackets, will not come out in the cold for First Thursday, and that the only way to get in to a hip martini bar where the menu is as entertaining as the beverages themselves, is to go before nine pm. ("Are we cool enough to go in there?" "Um, Yes - did you not see that old lady in there? Maybe she's rich, but we are definitely as cool.")
I also discovered in the recent past, that -with bookshelves- the more the merrier. This week we had to drive over to our storage unit (aka Emily's basement) and pick up one of ours that was lying in wait for a bigger house. Its services were needed sooner than we anticipated. Now our storage closet has shelves and our "currently reading" books have a new home - with beautifully carved details.