Monday, July 17, 2006
Portland is amazing: a freewayblogger’s paradise. The freeways are like spaghetti: twisting and weaving through mountains and forests, with ramps and flyaways braiding and unbraiding into massive bridges, corridors and superstructures. There’s fencing everywhere, lining and overlooking practically every one of the hundreds of miles of freeway. If I lived here you wouldn’t be able to drive anywhere – Anywhere – without seeing signs against the war.
In just three hours of freewayblogging I was able to hit four major freeways, each direction, and saw that all but one of the signs I’d put up yesterday were still standing. Most all of the signs from yesterday and today were highly visible, so if you were driving in Portland this weekend there’s a good chance you saw my work.
Two or three freewaybloggers in Portland, that’s all it would take to reach damn near every driver in this town. Every day.
Meetup in Seattle.
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