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Thursday Morning Recon: Zavi does a car date with near sunstroke aftermath.
Thirty feet up in the air this morning in a race to beat the afternoon sun & failing as I discovered a yellow jacket nest attached to right where I needed to work most of the day. Got stung a couple times as I retreated down ladder. So took out my handy spray can & directed it's twenty-foot (sic) stream towards the swarming fuckers to a pathetic psst from nozzle. Fuck me...
So off to Parkrose Hardware around 9:15 grumbling about fucking nature & my chosen profession. Woodstock>82nd>Sandy>106th this morning...
No 304 early birds seen until Sandy at 82nd where I spotted a twenties +-semi pudgy WSW blonde showing some ass tock in black shorts & lace top above sandals & a mess of ink. Engaged the copilot & I @ truck window. Another stander who wanted some outrageous ask back in room. It may be early yet I'm not some half-asleep bozo. Well, I am & was at that particular moment. Laughs. Still passed...
Namaste had a couple non-descript type ugly younger BSW. Not a jungle drum heard over my yawns..
After picking up my death spray headed South.
Around Fancy House was stared & smiled down by a sunglasses wearing thirties +- WSW brunette in black dress & low heels. A little rougher yet thinner with a nice ass & some older torpedo tits. As I passed, she stuck her hip & thumb out. Laughing then thinking "aw fuck it" & surrendering to the knowledge that I'd be poaching in the sun by now whenever I get there. Pulled over on Hawthorne & she hopped in asking if I could take her JCB way. Hadn't even reached Division when she asked if I like a BJ for 75.00, countered with 40.00 BBBJWS & video easy peasy settled on 50.00. Name was Sybil.
Since we were minutes away from my favorite Tabor spot my shorts were down quickly, as was she. As she worked away, pulled up her dress & cute granny panties aside & finger banged that sweaty gash into creamy girl cum territory as she slurped down my couple day backup as some breakfast.
Grading on the curve. Not the worst or best head but I'm comparing to Dania, Merry & Galina recently, so my ratings are probably biased.
Dropped her off at King Road & headed to work with one more sighting near Arthur in the form of a cute as a button young WSW blonde in shorts & sandals below a overflowing tank top. I really thought hard about turning around but want this gig done by noon Friday. Settled for a smile...
& after killing yellow jackets with extreme malice. Did indeed par broil in the late morning & afternoon sun.
Afair amount of PPD SUV pulling over folks from Sunny>106th.
Recon Soundtrack: Neil Young - "Times Fade Away". Not exactly something I'd recommend this so early, but I'd already listened to "On the Beach" & " Tonight's The Night". Those "Ditch Trilogy" records of his are still an earworm even after forty plus years.
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HdEX8oBRJAY&themeRefresh=1[/URL]
Safe recons & life.
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Weekend Recons: Fishing some Catching & other bullshit.
Saturday Afternoon:
You'd figure I'd had enough sun this week but when my fishing buddy & his Dad wanted to hit the Columbia Saturday before its 21st closing. Plans made for made for probably the last summer outing. A semi sane 7:00 am. Meet up at Marine Drive boat ramp. The copilot & I almost passed but...fishing. Worked it near the airport until we each had one chinook or coho & called it around 1:45. With wild & hatchery eligible for retention came back to the ramp with some fish for the grill & smoker & in one those good moods buzzes that only a successful reading of the river can bring. That lasted until we saw a pile of safety glass & the hood ajar on my buddy's truck. Godfuckingdammit...
Battery was gone. Thoughts of pulling boat battery but it was too large & cables had been cut short enough to necessitate new cables. Would have used my truck but I'd taken the hitch ball off awhile back since we rarely tow with it.
My buddy was adamant about not paying for tow. After calling PPD & taking inventory of needed parts I called my friend at Holgate Baxter's to see if they had what we needed. They did & the copilot & I headed out to grab needed supplies & some tools at home. And my hitch just in case...
Battery, new cables & assortment of tools in my ride headed back out & called my bud only to hear him & Dad had given up on PPD response & were having a drink in Saltys. Couldn't fucking blame them. Portland circa 2023 does make you want to drink. Laughs sadly...
On the way back with required supplies took the scenic route.
Nothing seen until just North of the Evergreen where a younger LSW in ripped black stocking & thong ensemble was showing some sloppy & jiggling apron gut. Someone tell this chunky chava outfits like that should not be contemplated you're so afflicted.
The RBF long blonde-haired WSW photo documented recently was near Beech. Yawns.
The above were the only seen.
Wasn't seeing much PPD.
Recon Soundtrack: Kenny Burrell "Blue Lights vol 1 & 2".
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NNdV_s3i3Jo[/URL]
Saturday Night:
Was thinking I'd have a regular over, yet with one regular picking up extra shifts to compensate for our upcoming road trip to SF for Hardly Strictly Bluegrass festival in early October. As was my other favorite regular who was too beat from work day & begged off for now. Called Tori to no answer. Pivoted to Galina, another who didn't answer despite calling me several times this week for an earring she lost at my place. Out of working numbers grabbed a nap & cleaned up...
The copilot & I headed out on JCB>82nd>Sandy Upper route between 10:00>11:30.
Right out the gate, 82nd @ Johnson Creek Trail crossing was closed in both directions with a half dozen lit up PPD SUV along with the Major Crash Team van there. Considering the manner some dash across those four lanes wasn't surprised to read this morning that some gambler was in critical condition. "Vision Zero" y'all....
South was devoid of 304 until around Morrison where an older skinny WSW in hoodie & shorts was meandering North. Recognized her calf tat & kept my Northern compass point. Nothing to see here Zavi...
Sunny had a duo...
One brunette WSW in unassuming blue skirt & jacket above electric blue glowing heels. Meh...
One large assed BSW in pink outfit & jacket. Yeech...
La Parilla had another mixed duo...
One more lumpy assed BSW in pink onesie above white sneakers.
A thicker WSW in blue jacket & white shorts.
Murder Street was alive with four PPD SUV with lights ablaze. When they finally cleared the scene, it took all of ten minutes before four or five 304 settled upstream in their favorite street. Didn't bother or have desire to go up that way...
Namaste was deserted of stander minus one sensible amazon long haired BSW in the usual onesie fripperies above 6" black heels. I call her sensible as she was hanging back & not drawing attention compared to the usual twerking tsuris twats there...
Upper Sandy produced the first I engaged tonight near 112th in the form of sturdy & busty late twenties WSW dirty blonde in tight grey & gold dress. She was definitely fuckable until I intercepted perfectly only to be yelled at because she "wasn't ready yet". Uh...what the fuck I thought as her wiggling nice ass walked off. She then ran across Sandy & almost became another Vision Zero statistic before starting to brush her hair in Baxter's glass. She was still obsessively brushing her hair on my return West. Mentioned to copilot we likely dodged a bullet...
Frolics had a long in the tooth skinny boney older lace onesie & heels wearing WSW blonde. All I can say any flatter she'd been concave...
Waiting to turn South at Sandy light directly across from 7-11. The Darwin Award of the evening went to indeterminate age criddler crone in bright blue dress with duffel bag talking loudly to herself at Sandy bus stop. As she emptied her duffel, she finally pulled out some wet wipes & got into crouching position. I was sure she was going to take a public shit but instead it was a painfully thorough cleaning of her nether regions. She threw her used wet wipes on the bench. Not that I ever sit at bus stops but yet another Tri Met surface to avoid...
Heading South at same light was a scary looking large chest & belly BSW in black shorts & animal print top above sandals. As puffed her way up grade got an unwanted closer view as she turned to face us. Was a blonde wigged doppelganger for "Zira" from the "Planet of the Apes". I felt that slight metallic taste of bile rising...
The Tacotime young LSW was still near tree hotel in the same outfit as this afternoon. Nighttime did nothing to diminish that jiggling apron belly...
Last seen was near PCC where bacterial vaginosis poster child WSW "Quaility" was beady eyed scanning all passing vehicles. Any roving dicks left on the avenue went limp like a damsel on a fainting couch...
82nd is a place I love, and a place I hate. The problem is that I experience these two extremes at the same time. It's not a love-hate relationship in sequence. It's in parallel. With those mildly tequila infused over thinking thoughts, called it for the night.
Except for the PPD presence seen in the far South & Murder street areas only one other PPD SUV seen near Division.
Recon Soundtrack: Finished Kenny Burrell then Stan Ridgeway "Holiday in Dirt".
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9OrdaDf5f3w[/URL]
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mA3I72K_oDg[/URL]
Safe recons & life.
ZJ- fishing motivation and Cat the Bottle Drop Spinner (with shape ohhmy).
ZJ- you have motivated me to pull out all my shit and I intend to fish like crazy in 2024. Thank you.
Caught a Civie at the Bottle Drop name Cat. Early 20's long brunette hair, 5'0" Spinner with curves. Caught her doing cans, poor thing didn't have a hair tie. Fashioned a tie for her that she appreciated. She chatted me up hard after that. Anyways, opened with small talk, finished with her number and " some work for her. " She knew what was up, potential to stab a later date. Eeezy breezy.
Sandy Blvd near pho place
There was a fuller figured girl but not really fat. Just nice blond hair and nicely dressed With the sun in my eyes this moring. Could not get a great look. A PPD car driving next to me also. She struck me as a girl who had a great set of lungs and as bigger titted girls often do. Suck the bejeezes out of you. I will keep an eye out for her.
Colder temps are bad as the girls are covering up. Man I miss the barely dressed girls on the street. After seeing the vids of Aurora ave in seattle A trip north might be in order.
Stay safe out there. Still a shit show everywhere.
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Weekend Recons: Including Some Autumn Equinox Late Turnip Truck Harvesting
Friday Night:
With my last couple recons barely having all the appeal of watching paint dry, did just that & finished up some work before the rains came. Finished up the day early & thought the copilot & I would check out the state of the avenue. Nothing to lose as I knew Dania was coming over Sunday after work.
Tonight's sunset recon was barely minutes long when I again spotted this haughty & feisty fireplug near Woodstock as I passed. Looking low key yet very fuckable in black & white tartan skirt & braless white spaghetti top above sandals. She'd added some pink to her hair since I'd last seen her.
Now I've seen this one out around & walking in the South a couple times since August +-. All I'd ever got was a noncommittal smile or look yet failed to fully realize she was for rent.
Tonight's instance was far from ambiguous as she wiggled her braless boobs & ass at us as she passed. Caught her at Martins & she hopped in registering some mild surprise at copilot popping up from cab back & me grabbing a handful of her twenty-two years young bulbous boobs. Introduced herself as Mia & started high price wise with some low-key attitude " just how old are you". Laughs...
Along with some bitching about this is really her boyfriend's idea. Yeah of course, it is. I only had one question. Do you like to fuck? Not entirely convincing me of her dedication to dick when she said did. Then borrowing a page from Rammer's playbook told her the mostly unvarnished minimum of what I needed from her. Sensing enough low self-esteem in not only her price & a lurking submissive side, headed to barn with two pops agreed on...
Wouldn't get totally naked for pictures ann/or kiss much. Strike one...
With the cold eye of a lab technician analyzing a bacterial smear under a microscope she eyed my dick before starting an alright BBBJ that only got better as I took control with some dick slaps to her forehead & face. Seemed to like being abused. Getting that less than subtle message she worked harder with more deepthroat & ball licking & an occasional eye contact. Became somewhat irritated at my point of no return when I grabbed the back of her head & coated her throat & gullet with a few days back up. Laughs...
Pulled her plain granny type underwear off for some lower access & licked that previously smell tested pussy until it dribbled some & she put an end to my efforts. Strike two...
As it got to the 2nd round. Mia mentioned I'm the oldest guy she'd ever fucked. Along with some earlier solipsistic snark that counted as strike three...
Yet for some reason that snotty remark got me harder & after dick slapping & spitting on that young slimy quim & while those sweet boobs bounced in mish. Grudge dug her guts out with extra endurance.
Due to her bitchy tendencies, a one & done for me. Seemed surprised I declined her number...
Dropped her off eighty minutes later at the nearest Pick & Pull zombie rv bivouac where Lyle & her got into it some as I left. Made me undecided whose idea it really was. Laughs...
Damage was $80.00 & tipped her $10.00. Also left Lyle a healthy backup tip especially deep in that tight pocket-sized slimy gash.
Recon Soundtrack: John Coltrane Quartet "A Love Supreme". Well at least first ten minutes or so.
Saturday:[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll3CMgiUPuU[/URL].
Skipped any & all pussy endeavors due to weather & some serious avenue enveloping ennui. Likely some seasonal affective disorder mixed in my neuroses.
In preparation for Merry & I heading to SF & Hardly Strictly Blue Grass festival Thursday morning changed all fluids on truck. Then cut firewood & kindling for the rest of the day.
Despite both Tori & Galina texting me. The copilot & I were firmly couch locked all evening with a book until the Japan F1 race came on.
Sunday Afternoon:
After a Tabor walk the damp copilot & I did a quick Division>82nd>Immigrant Statue>Sunnyside Road recon at 5:15 before picking Dan up at 6:00.
Not that I was expecting much. Nothing seen all the way to Sunny...
Where a chunky fuglie faced WSW brunette in red slicker over black shorts, red fishnets tucked into boots was under the markets overhang. Later caught a photo of her at 84 overpass on way back.
The way back had a couple sightings...
McFlurrie headquarters had a couple umbrellas out.
A meh chunky assed BSW in blue shorts. She walked in for some open-minded monger behind strip mall.
A thinner WSW brunette in black jeans & jacket above Doc Martin type boots dressed up with bright pink socks. She did an extended window talk & hopped in some silver sedan. Methy & meh looking.
Every other spot was empty...
Did notice there does seem to be some possibilities around the tree named streets just North of Burnside the last few times I've passed.
Earlier just past Glenhaven Park some chode whistle white BMW racer passed us like we were standing still. Almost losing control & sideswiping the vehicles in front of us while weaving in & out down 82nd. Thought that fool is an accident waiting to happen. As I came up to Sunny this douche nozzle had lost control. Not only did this fool trash his ride he totally uprooted some sections of the recently installed metal bar fence at new pot shop. Thought of calling 911 or taking some photos of the carnage. Instead threaded my way around the shattered pieces of German engineering littering the area while failing to keep an imperceptible smile off my face.
One more weird scene on the avenue this afternoon was the dude in dog mask waving at all near 84. The copilot was absolutely no help if was Goofy or Pluto.
Picked up Dan at work & after a quick stop for her overnight bag. Watched a Netflix series & broiled some of my Buoy 10 salmon in olive oil & a bed of homegrown tomatoes with rosemary garnish. Almost as tasty as Dania herself. Almost.
Recon Soundtrack: More Coltrane in the form of "Coltrane Plays The Blues". Good rainy-day soundtrack.
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QExnO0hZNr4[/URL]
Safe recons & life.