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What we figured was, the conference was over on Wednesday and Tama had Thursday & Friday cleared off her calendar, so we tossed our bags on the train and headed down to Portland for a quick visit with the youngest of the familial brood.  We did some boozing and some dining, laughed, drank some more and met Josh’s new room mates and girlfriend.  On Friday afternoon he had to go back to work so we had him toss us out downtown at the Portland Art Museum where we spent a mind-numbing amount of time gawking at an equally mind-numbing amount of art.  Saw some good art, saw some bad art and a fair amount of “art?” art. Stumbling out hungry and thirsty we strolled down a handful of blocks for happy hour treats and brews and then, having a little time to squander before the rush hour crush on public transit, we headed off to 4^th and Couch to the 24 Hour Church of Elvis.

It is, after all, our impending 11^th anniversary this Sunday so what better way to begin the celebration than frittering away 25¢ having Elvis aid us in re-affirming our wedding vows?

A few minutes and we were on our way home content in the knowledge that the universe at large and Elvis in particular understood the depth of breadth of our commitment.