This morning Amy linked today's Oregonian article (which is in the running for Best Unintentionally Hilarious Headline 2008 - check it out) detailing how the construction company hired to build the new NE offices of Planned Parenthood quit the project after protests from Catholics and others who use phrases like "abortion mill". What's missing from the article is this crucial fact: the construction company backed out more than a month ago.
In early May, the construction company's announcement thrilled pro-life websites. Since then, though, the Planned Parenthood has remained on construction schedule and is actually saving money by using its developer as a general contractor rather than hiring a new agency to replace the one that jumped ship. Liz Delapoer, marketing director for Planned Parenthood, was flummoxed as to why the Oregonian ran the story today with no time or date context about when the pull-out occurred. "I'm surprised to see people taking an interest," she said, "This happened back in early May."
Here's a sketch of the imagined building, which should be breaking ground this October at the corner of NE MLK and Beech and in full operation by early 2010:

Also bothersome on the reporting of this story: pro-life groups portrayed the pull-out as a victory, where their fetus-waving protests actually made a difference.
But according to the developer, Bob Walsh, he quit the project not due to morals but because he feared crazed and violent protesters. From the Oregonian:
When Planned Parenthood of the Columbia/Willamette signed on as the anchor tenant, Walsh said, he called builders in other cities who had dealt with aggressive anti-abortion activists. He was told that protesters had gone as far as staking out contractors' homes."It's disruptive and very threatening," he said. "I just didn't want to put my family through that."
That sounds more like "coercion through fear" than "grassroots victory".

This week on Pure Pod for Now People...
When Matt starts defending Green Day, it turns into a rant so long it makes American Pie seem like a Angry Samoans song. The weather has finally turned summery, and Matt gives the 90s a little bit of love. Music by Supergrass, the Buzzcocks, Archers of Loaf, Cheap Trick, and more. Rest in peace, George Carlin. Welcome to Episode 77 of Pure Pod for Now People!
If you happened to attend the Mercury's Association of Alternative Newsweeklies party last year at the Ace Hotel's Cleaners space, you've met Morning, the little black pug co-owned by our former promotions coordinator Catherine Cole. Morning and our other office pups battled it out in a licking/butt-sniffing/ear-tugging doggie "fight" that we filmed and broadcast on the wall, because we are clever. Morning was smart enough to stand back and watch the other dogs drool on each other.

Sadly, Morning went missing this morning from her North Portland home near the Peninsula Park rose garden. The poster with photos and contact details are after the cut, if you happen to spot her!

The Place: The Maiden
What Prompted the Visit: Whiskey and Friday night, starting early with Kitty then meeting friends at Clinton Street Pub for continued whiskey abuse. A drunken stumble found us at home where we forwent formality and sipped straight from the bottle while talking to one another in an inexplicable Irish brogue. At some point reason prevailed and we mixed a batch of manhattans (my brand substitutes Chartreuse for Vermouth) in hopes of being more civilized about the whole thing. Fell asleep on the couch listening to Fleet Foxes shortly thereafter.
The Room: It was so damn hot last Saturday that the cool, dim confines of The Maiden were just about perfect. They were actually about twenty minutes away from being open but the kind bartender allowed us to sit anyway. I love the nautical theme here. With just enough grogginess from the night before, it wasn't too overbearing and it also wasn't too earnest. There was a warm, wooden confusion to the room, like it was bigger on the inside than it looked from the outside. But that might be attributed to hangover wall-eye. No smoking, but that's alright considering I smoked my lungs into whimpering submission the night before.
The Bloody: The Maiden's bloody is a tart affair. I'm talking pucker-and-shake tart. I like that kind of bloody mary. It wakes you up with the sheer audacity of vinegar twang. Garnished with a bean and an onion, it was a deep, dark red, as if Neptune himself had opened a brackish vein. It had that kind of salt too. So yeah, heavy on the Worcestershire, heavy on the pickle, horseradish was medium, heat was there but not obstinate.
Affect: General feeling of well being, forgot about the heat and was able enjoy a kid heavy screening of Wall-E without going insane.

In honor of the newest member of the Red & Black, Jerryd Bayless (aka, Jerry D. Bayless), here are some more Blazers tunes from the vault.
Way back when (pre-Oden) I wrote about the Blazers' rapping skills on their promotional "No One's Ready To Deal With Us" single. At the time the emcee skills of Damon Stoudamire and Rasheed Wallace left much to be desired, but after being gifted a copy of the "Can I Get A Headband?" single (thanks Rob!), I take it all back.
"Can I Get A Headband?" is an incredibly dated (the "oh" sample owes a lot to EMF) pro-Blazers jam that features various members of the 1999-2000 team--they are credited as "Da Blazers" but judging by the photos, contributors include Brian Grant, Damon Stoudamire, and headband enthusiast Bonzi Wells--alongside the folks at Z100. Peep that godawful rhyming: "Can I get a headband, one for my peeps/One for the fans in the really cheap seats/One for my mama and one for the mayor".
Vera Katz needed a headband?
LISTEN:
Portland Trailblazers and Z100 - "Can I Get A Headband?"
Oh, but wait, there's more. "It Ain't Easy" is the b-side (the CD also features two extended mixes and something called a "Fan's Mix" which I will spare you the horror of listening to) and a bit more hoops related than the lead track. The lyrics touch on the players various skills ("How did Scottie shoot that 3? Believe me, it ain't easy") and feature the very bizarre line: "Rasheed Wallace gets a slam. Believe me, it ain't easy. Now he's selling hot dogs in the stands." Huh? Did he get demoted to concessions? He did get a slam, right?
LISTEN:
Portland Trailblazers and Z100 - "It Ain't Easy"
Oh, the CD is a benefit for the Boys & Girls Club of America, so now I feel like a jerk for making fun of it. Sorry kids.
Yes, I AM obsessed with suburban cops on our public transit today. From Transit Sleuth:
So when I was strolling down into town last weekend I stumbled upon this absolutely ridiculous disrespect the Beaverton Police paid to downtown Portlanders waiting for the Streetcar. This police officer, who probably didn't need to be downtown in the first place - who knows - parked right in the tracks in a completely illegal way. You might ask why did he park this way? Well I'll tell you, it was because he parked here and strolled happily into the Pita Pit across the street. Meanwhile the streetcar operator like a good little citizen sat there, not running the whistle and waited.

1) James Bond is super pissed at somebody. CHECK!
2) "M" warns Bond not to get so pissed. CHECK!
3) Bond stabs somebody, races a car, licks a girl's naked back, and beats the ever-loving crap out of the bad guy. CHECK!
Oh, and 4) Walks around shirtless! CHECKITY-CHECK-CHECK-CHECK!
Here's the new trailer for Quantum of Solace.
Prius Fever is the new phenomenon sweeping the country--with Toyota's green model in short supply and gas at $4 a gallon, car dealers are prepared to offer ridiculous terms for a used Prius. Local transportation activist Bob Richardson and his partner bought a new Prius in 2006, when gas was $2.60 a gallon. Thirty months later he is convinced he made the right choice, having just been offered a 1998 Volvo S-70 GLT sedan in mint condition with the works, in a car-for-car exchange. 
The first showroom Richardson walked into, a dealer offered $22,000 for the car. But the offers kept getting better and better, he says. Then, the Prius Fever hit Richardson. "It was time to sign on the dotted line, but I got a knot in my stomach. I couldn't do the deal," he says. "I had become emotionally dependent on the car, more so than I could have imagined." So he's keeping the Prius. What would you do?
I wish all of Portland's city bureaus were as eager to disseminate information as the Water Bureau is. Last week, we got the news about a missing plaque. Today, news of skinny dipping in the Mt. Tabor Reservoir!
Portland Water Bureau finds skinny dippers in Mt. Tabor reservoirPORTLAND, Ore--Portland Water Bureau discovered two people skinny dipping in Mt. Tabor Reservoir 6 early Saturday morning. Water Bureau security personnel spotted the swimmers, who were skinny dipping, and notified the Portland Police Bureau, who apprehended and removed the individuals from the reservoir at approximately 3:00 am and issued trespass citations.
Apprehended were Ryan Langsdorf, age 28 and Ashley Moyer, age 23.
Reservoir 6 is divided into two sections. The section that the swimmers were caught in is currently off-line. Had it been in use at the time, the Water Bureau would have been forced to shut off the reservoir and consider dumping millions of gallons of water, as was done earlier this spring when someone dumped a gallon of latex paint, a construction cone, and hundreds of flyers into the reservoir.
"Not only did this foolish act threaten the cleanliness of Portland's drinking water, it was just plain dangerous," said Water Bureau Administrator David Shaff. "These two individuals could have easily found themselves in a precarious situation where extremely cold water temperatures and a difficult rescue situation could have made drowning a real possibility."
The Water Bureau will work with authorities to pursue this case to the fullest extent of the law.
I wonder if they let the dippers get dressed before apprehending them?

The vicious blight of direct-to-DVD movies upon our nation's video stores is an ugly one, punishing us with such fare as American Pie: Band Camp (the first in a series of three American Pie spin-offs!) and the sure-to-be-brilliant Lost Boys: The Tribe. But here and there, there are a few bright spots, and so far, some of the brightest of those are the DVD Futurama movies. The Beast with a Billion Backs is the latest Futurama DVD movie, and the second in a series of four, and it came out last week. Hit the jump for the trailer and a quick review.
Tonight in city hall's Rose Room, members of the Cesar E. Chavez Boulevard Committee will be meeting up with city staffers, to follow up on their June 12 meeting that re-launched the rename effort, which I wrote about this week.
Unfortunately, tonight's meeting is a closed session. But committee co-chair Marta Guembes has previously told me that she doesn't think the rename process should "be a secret"--I had found out about the June 12 meeting somewhat accidentally--so I'll be following up tomorrow to see what happened. And hopefully by then, I'll be able to use accent marks on Blogtown!
All together now, everybody say EEEEEEWWWWWW! If there is one corner of the closet that could benefit from some serious genius it is the men's summer footwear category. Unfortunately known as "Mandals", the department is, at the very least, treacherous. Now, some more fashion forward men may be up to something like this:

Prada, just for the sake of discussion
Now personally, I hate it, but I can muster some grudging respect for it. But what of the common man? Most self-respecting men I know opt for the ubiquitous flip flop, which is the most obvious way of achieving comfort while saving face, but if you are going anywhere more formal than a barbecue, trading up for fancy, say, leather flip flops is treading dangerously close to murky mandal territory. Speaking of backyard summer fêtes, I attended one yesterday afternoon where this very issue came up in discussion between two dudes, by which I mean guys who deliberately avoid anything resembling "fashion," pleading ignorance, etc: Flip flop-clad Greg was prodding Tom about his sneakers, and Tom was getting agitated over the fact that if there were "zombies" he wouldn't be able to run in flip flops, which is a priority when choosing footwear, but that if there was one thing he did know about fashion it was that men should not wear mandals. The only thing I can think of that might get Tom out of this sartorial k-hole is one of those sneaker/sandal hybrids, the only tolerable ones of which have closed toes anyway, but which would at least allow for speedier mobility, if not exactly graduate to even so much as business casual:
And god that is a hesitant recommendation.
So what the hell? With all the recycling and revisiting and re-doing of clothing and accessory design, why can't someone design a decent mens sandal? There must be a way. Any clues? What do you wear? (If you say Tevas I will have you killed.)
To begin this short week, I thought I'd give you some local food news!

This will make sense later... keep reading...
Nick's Coney Island has re-opened on Hawthorne. Info gleaned from portlandfood.org suggests that the place has become cleaner and tastier over their relatively short hiatus. This re-opening may prompt a review for Last Supper. Keep your eye on the food section!
Matchbox Lounge on Division has started serving brunch. It's a fairly simple affair with a seasonally shifting menu. Right now they have a twist on an eggs benedict that includes a potato nest rather than English muffin and fresh wild mushrooms along with the poached eggs and hollandaise. They also have three versions of the bloody mary. All mixes are made fresh on site to better soothe your hung over head.
The Maiden on Morrison has some new owners and a new summer menu with lighter fare--Tapas anyone? I went in for a bloody mary this last Saturday (look for a new, regular "bloody mary of the week" post here every Monday) and the Maiden was a lovely refuge from the hot hot day. Dim, cool, and a very friendly staff helped that bloody mary go down nicely.
Word in the Portland Foodie Blogoverse (I like blogoverse better than blogosphere) is that Chef Eric Bechard is going to leave Alberta Street Oyster Bar. Not sure why this might be, but his food was highly celebrated there. Could be he's moving to a place where he won't be targeted by animal rights activist for cooking with foie gras. That's pure conjecture.
Bikini Coffee will be moving to Downtown Portland, somewhere on Stark I believe (see how the bikini model pic makes sense now?). I'm not sure why we need bikini coffee in Portland. I mean, why not just man up and go get a cup of joe in one of our many strip clubs? Drop the pretense already! I know that many strip clubs don't open until around 10 or 11 am, but 7 am is just too early to be titillated.
Alright, that's good enough for now... carry on.
WFMU's Beware of the Blog has posted a whole bunch of kid's cereal boxes from days past. Some of these look amazing. I especially like Crazy Cow, which threatens to turn my milk into "Artificially Flavored Strawberry Milk." Nothing says breakfasty goodness like spontaneously pink fluid and the possibility of mad cow disease.
I am also a big fan of OKs. I don't know why more cereals don't use a plaid color scheme in their box designs. Seems like a no-brainer. What kid isn't attracted to a vaguely threatening bearded man wearing a green scotch tartan? I also appreciate how humble they are. Unlike the hyperbole of Tony the Tiger, who proclaims that Frosted Flakes are "Grrrrreat!" or that little elf who boasts that Lucky Charms are "magically delicious," this cereal knows it's no great shakes, and isn't going to lie about it. Thank you, OKs, for being so honest with us!
Check 'em all out here.

Product 19: Boring package, no mascot, generic industrial-sounding name. WRONG, ALL WRONG.
Suburban MAX cops don't have to testify to Portland's internal affairs cops if they see a Portland cop doing something out of line on the MAX. From Mercury's news story this week:
Officers from Milwaukie, Hillsboro, Beaverton, and Washington County work in Portland on MAX with Portland's TriMet cops under intergovernmental agreements. But because of the way those agreements are written, those officers are subject to a lower standard of oversight than regular Portland cops. If a fellow Portland cop had witnessed the fight, for example, they would have been compelled to testify to Portland Police Bureau's internal affairs detectives.
Now, the City of Portland appears to be trying to renew the controversial contracts for suburban MAX cops without public discussion, by placing four items on the Wednesday's consent agenda:
1.*928 Authorize an Intergovernmental Agreement between Tri-County Metropolitan Transportation District of Oregon and the City of Hillsboro for transit police services (Ordinance)
2.*929 Authorize an Intergovernmental Agreement with Tri-County Metropolitan Transportation District of Oregon and Washington County for transit police services (Ordinance)
3.*930 of Oregon and the City of Tigard for transit police services (Ordinance; amend Contract No. 52503)
4.*931 Amend an Intergovernmental Agreement with Tri-County Metropolitan Transportation District of Oregon and the City of Beaverton for transit police services (Ordinance; amend Contract No. 52520)
But wait! Thanks to an observant Amy Ruiz, who spotted the items, CRC chair Michael Bigham has asked council-recommended CRC members to contact their respective commissioners and have the Trimet agreements pulled from the consent agenda, so the public can comment on them. Let's hope council is receptive. [NOTE: I feel like Amanda Fritz, writing this post. But it's important. So I'll talk "consent agendas" if I want to...]
Back to the Future fans, rejoice! The sneaks Marty McFly wore in Back to the Future II are scheduled to be released by Nike in late July, according to Wired. They'll be called Nike Hyperdunks, but unfortunately will not come with the super awesome automatic lacing feature, as seen below.
WHEN WILL THE FUTURE EVER CATCH UP?!?

There's already a bit of discussion about Wall-E over on the film's review page, but if you saw it over the weekend, please weigh in. I'm asking you to do this for selfish reasons, actually, because I'm really curious to see how people are going to react to this film. (We know how critics are reacting, but frankly, that doesn't interest me much; I'm way more interested in hearing about what actual audience members think.)
Something else: For those who've already seen the film, director Andrew Stanton has done two pretty great interviews, one with The Onion's A.V. Club and one with Ain't It Cool News. I wouldn't advise reading those before you see the movie--this isn't a shared feeling, but the way I think of it, anything past the 45 minute-mark in this film counts as a pretty huge spoiler, and at least one of these interviews, the AICN one, delves into that stuff. But for those who've seen Wall-E, hearing the director talk about the process of making the film is pretty fascinating. It also cements my impression that Pixar has got to be pretty much the coolest place on the planet:
We looked long and hard at why Toy Story worked so well. We realized that one of the biggest reasons was that we were not in L.A., and that just with our guts, we could trick ourselves into thinking these movies were for ourselves. We're not trying to second-guess what the demographics are, or try to second-guess who our audience is. We're just going to make a movie we want to see. We feel like we go to the movies enough that we know what we want: Movies made by a singular vision. Made by a filmmaker who knew what he wanted. That's why I go to the movies--I go to see what those filmmakers want to make. I don't go to see what a studio wants. And so we've applied that ever since.
So yeah--if you saw Wall-E, weigh in here. Thanks to Drew for the A.V. Club interview link.
A furious email this morning from Michael Goldman, who tried to take water into the Multnomah County Bike Fair at Colonel Sumner Park yesterday, but was DENIED.
Dear Multnomah County Health Department,"OLCC does not have a rule that specifically prohibits outside containers in a beer garden," says Linda Ignowski, Regulatory Services Director with the OLCC. "An applicant to a temporary sales event submits a control plan to us on how they will monitor and manage the area where alcohol is sold and consumed. They are responsible to ensure that minors to do not obtain alcohol and to avoid serving a patron who is showing signs of intoxication. Perhaps they did not want to take the change that someone was bringing in alcohol in water bottles or other containers, sinceI would like to complain about an OLCC rule that put many attendants of today's Multnomah County Bike Fair (MCBF) in jeopardy. I attended the fair with my friend who naturally brought a large bottle of water to stave off the heat of today's very high temperatures, as did I. We were both told that we would not be able to bring in outside containers whether they contained water or not due to an OLCC rule against outside containers in a beer garden. Some poor MCBF volunteers had to go around telling people who responsibly brought their own water to empty their containers to comply with OLCC rules.
I hope the various health departments in this state overrule a very irresponsible rule that makes hydration at events with alcoholic beverages in hot weather onerous and dangerous.
As a young person who is aware of both the age of the OLCC and its commissioners, I believe it to be inevitable that such an anachronistic state power will be discontinued at least by the time my generation fills the voting records and capitol building. In the mean time, I would hope the greater and more reasonable concerns of the state and municipal health agencies keep the OLCC's idiocy to a minimum.
Sincerely,
Michael Goldman
Portland
"I reviewed their plan today and did not see anything in their plan that stated they were going to prohibit water bottles," Ignowski continues. "However, I did read that they were going to serve water in paper cups and beer in water bottles and plastic cups. This may have been another reason why they prohibited outside containers."
Whatever. In Saturday's heat, they should have changed their policies.

So I'm no expert in what these "doctors" call "science" or "medicine" or "leechings," but I do know that taking all three of these at the same time is probably not a brilliant idea.

But fucking A, Claritin decided to STOP WORKING for me c. Friday afternoon, and Benadryl doesn't seem to be doing much better, and this Safeway Zyrtec knock-off that I bought yesterday morning* doesn't really seem to be doing too much either. For the first time this summer, my allergies are really kicking in, and I feel like my head just got slammed with a goddamn wrecking ball. Advice, fellow allergy-stricken Portlanders, please, for the love of god: Are your allergies killing you at this point, too? What're you taking? Ideally I want something that's non-prescription, non-drowsy, and lasts for 24 hours--does such a magical elixir exist?--but at this point, I'm willing to try pretty much anything.
*So I was at Safeway at 5:30 in the a.m. on Sunday, long story, and while I was there, I decided to pick up some other groceries, too, in addition to some allergy meds. Turns out you can't buy beer before 7 a.m., or so the judgmental checker informed me. I had no idea this was the case. "Ha!" I said, as the checker confiscated my case of beer and put it behind the counter. "There goes my morning!" He either did not find my joke funny or he thought I was serious. Whichever the case, it was depressing.
We got this in our inbox over the weekend:
I was on my way to work Sunday morning, when I noticed a house was being moved along NE MLK Jr. Blvd and Tillamook. To my surprise, 3 blocks of trees that line the center of NE MLK Jr. Blvd were being cut down to move this home.I am writing this email because I feel that the city should not have permitted this move. We are a city that values "green" themed agendas and cutting those trees down goes against our cities value system and so much we have worked towards.
-Michael Russell
Here's the house:

And here are the trees, before they were chopped down:

Hmm. Maybe it's because I haven't had coffee yet this morning, but I'm having difficultly mustering up any outrage over this. The way I see it, that's an old house that's being reused, which is a helluva recycling project. Sure, a few trees were removed to facilitate that recycling, and I can see why that's upsetting. But trees can be replanted, and will grow back (and as you can see, they weren't exactly majestic trees to begin with). Old houses, however, can't be as easily replaced--at least not without using up a ton of resources. Even if you factor in the death of a few trees, this is still fulfills our city's "'green' themed agenda." Doesn't it?
Via FOX, which wrote "butt" instead of "ass" in their headline: "As Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama were kissing and making up last Friday, Bill Clinton might have had other ideas, according to a report in The (London) Telegraph. The paper reports that even as the former president and the current presumptive Democratic nominee prepare to meet to make their own amends, Bill Clinton reportedly told close friends Obama can "kiss my ass" to get his support." Do they have any idea how much money they could raise if this happens, and they film it?
Did the White House block a Pentagon plan to find Osama bin Laden?
Be careful if you drive out of Oregon: Both Washington and California have new laws on cell phone use while driving, which take effect tomorrow.
Floyd Landis lost his final appeal, and officially lost his 2006 Tour de France title.
Oil hit $143 a barrel.
Walsh Construction pulls out of building the Planned Parenthood clinic on NE MLK, citing aggressive anti-abortion protesters. Like this guy:
Bill Diss, one of the organizers of the local protest, said the effort is designed to remind the businesses involved in the project whom they're working for. He called Planned Parenthood a "killing center" that targets young girls, teaching them about sex and masturbation, which he called "the gateway drug to lust."
Today: Not as hot as yesterday.
Note the subject line:
From: C.K. Holton
Subject: cesar chavez Ave.Madame:
I cannot, for the life of me see how you can condone ANYTHING these ILLEGAL ALIENS do while they are in this country ILLEGALLY. What has happened to OBEYING THE LAW??. The fact is these people are in this country ILLEGALLY has been swept under the rug. If they really want to come here, why don't they follow the laws of the country THEY ARE IN ILLEGALLY ?? What has happened to your mental facilities, or are you so damn liberal that the law only pertains to the people that work to pay the taxes these people are only too glad to soak up via all the social programs that were meant to help people that pay the bills.
I cannot believe you have ANY sympathy for these ILLEGAL ALIENS. Have you used so many chemicals that your reality has been totally skewed or what ??
You have to realize that if the ILLEGAL ALIENS have the luxury of picking and choosing which laws they will obey, then I as an American citizen can also pick and choose which laws I choose to ignore. WAKE UP GIRL-- if this continues all of us will soon be living in the UNITED STATES OF MEXICO. THEN YOU WILL REALIZE HOW IT FEELS TO BE A "SECOND CLASS PERSON". If you have so much sympathy for the ILLEGALS, I suggest you move to mexico and improve things so they will STAY HOME.
totally confused, C.K. Holton
Talk about totally confused. (But perhaps it's the "many chemicals"? They've apparently toyed with my "mental facilities.") I wrote back:
Your subject line is Cesar Chavez Ave--what does that have to do with people's immigration status? Chavez was born in Arizona.
We'll see if C.K. responds...
I wish I were more proficient in taking photos while riding a bike--I would have snapped a photo of the massive crowd of folks on bikes, following Commissioner Sam Adams on his commute home to Kenton, part of Pedalpalooza.
Luckily Aaron Tarfman is more proficient, and snapped this one at city hall before we left:

As Adams turned onto the Eastbank Esplanade at the east end of the Hawthorne Bridge, the crowd--at least 150 strong, on regular bikes, bakfiets, mondo cycles, and everything in between--stretched all the way to the other end of the bridge.
We eventually made it up Williams, over Skidmore, and then down Interstate to the organic brewers' fest, since no local bar (and definitely no bar in Kenton, Adams' neighborhood) could hold such a huge pile of cyclists.
There, Adams bid everyone adieu:

(And I snuck off to Vendetta with a handful of cyclists, while another crew hit Amnesia Brewing. Adams headed up Interstate to Kenton, reportedly to go on a date.)
Hallelujah, and whoop-dee-doo! The Mercury has a brand new sexified website, with all sorts of new toys for YOU to enjoy! Surf around and check out these great new features:
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Since BOTH the resident cat ladies are out of the office today (that would be Marjorie and Alison), it is up to me to carry the torch. This heartwarming video of Christian the Lion chronicles his reunion with the two dudes who raised him in London. It would be a heartless bastard indeed who didn't get a little choked up after watching this.
A little more info from Wikipedia:
Christian is the name of a lion bought from Harrods department store in 1969 by Australian John Rendall and his friend Ace Berg. So began Christian's year as an urban lion. Christian was given his own living quarters (and a very large kitty-litter tray, which he used unfailingly) in the basement of the appropriately named Sophistocat furniture shop. [Christian] was later rehabilitated into the wild by the 'Lion Man,' George Adamson. Rendall and Berg decided to travel to Kenya [where Christian was living in the wild], in the hope of being able to say good-bye, though Adamson warned them that it would almost certainly be a wasted mission as Christian had not been seen for nine months.
This blog post brought to you by the lovely Marjorie Skinner.
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