i am an unrequited astronomer, pretend patient, gentle adventurer, pedal enthusiast, recovering calligrapher, occasional thespian and unfinished poet living in portland, oregon. contacting me via email is usually a good idea.
9:42 PM: got milk?
when you're walking around downtown in a cow suit, "got milk?" is the question you get asked most often. and people feel compelled to yell "moooooo!" at you, too. if you're sitting down, people will generally leave you alone unless they REALLY want to know why you're in a cow suit. a few people will ask if they can take your picture, or have someone take your picture standing next to them. if you're lucky, two high school girls from kansas will ask you to be in the video they're making of "puttin' on the ritz," so you'll dance and sing the lyric, "dressed up like a million dollar trooper."
so that was my day yesterday. another delightful go game: this time as a "mad cow" runner. when a team spotted me i had to run away from them until they tagged me, at which point they had to make up why i was a "mad" cow in a bad mooooood and take a picture of me in that situation. despite telling them they got bonus points for creativity, out of 8 teams, 4 of them thought "milking" me would be funny and stood there with one hand on my "udder" until one of their teammates took a picture. it was all i could do to keep from rolling my eyes.
but i really appreciated the teams that went out of their way to take a picture: one team took me out of the game zone so they could pose me in front of a carl's jr. hamburger poster; another took me to a knife shop and convinced the owner to let them borrow a cleaver; another team picked me up and tipped me over.