I had out of town guests for the last few days, and as things are wont to do, talk turned to the show Portlandia.
“I had to stop watching it,” I said as the car drove down Killingsworth, rain splattering against the windshield. “It was a little too much, living here and then watching that. If I wanted Portlandia, I just have to leave my house.”
A brief silence, then one of the other passengers asked, “Was that a guy riding along with a picnic table strapped to his bike?”
Another passenger said, in something like awe “Yeah, and did you notice the full sized umbrella on it, too?”
I pointed emphatically. “See! See what I mean!”