DFL for sure.

Today was a partner workout at the gym and it was my partner’s first time. I don’t think he’s had a 20-minute long crossfit workout, even though the guy is all muscle. I’ve talked to him at my old gym and today and I know the crazy things he’s capable of. Today, after the workout, he was able to climb the rope without using his legs. In fact, I heard he was in an L-sit position, with his legs out straight horizontally. Woo.

My day was pretty nondescript otherwise. I just realized that I was supposed to be picking out drawer pulls for the upstairs bathroom. I have a hard time picking things like drawer pulls, because the ones I like are usually quite expensive. I’m sure they do this on purpose, make everything look kind of nondescript except for the really expensive hardware. At least my towel rack was cheap. Maybe it’s just time to go to Home Depot.

Sam Adams must go.

I have never liked Sam Adams. He worked for one of my least favorite mayors, Vera Katz, the mom of a classmate from grade school times. Sure she was a proponent of liberal causes, but she made the City of Portland a hellish place to work for all my friends who had jobs there. Sam has been a proponent of expensive boondoggles such as the Portland Streetcar and the OHSU tram which both are competing with and are less financially efficient than the buses that run in Portland. He also wanted to tax all grocery sacks even when the city REQUIRED our recycling to be sorted in grocery sacks. Did he want us to pay extra for recycling or did he want us to just chuck it all in the garbage? He just never made any sense to me. And I really didn’t care who he was screwing, as long as it wasn’t me. The trolley, the tram, the grocery bags, they were all screwing my me or my causes like education.

And now he’s been caught fooling around with a kid who was turning 18. There are several reasons our mayor’s case bothers me.

First, I’m not saying I wouldn’t entertain fooling around with an 18-year-old even though anyone under 25 is incredibly annoying to me, but everyone knows that I wouldn’t keep that a secret if I did. I certainly wouldn’t perjure myself. And if I was foolish enough to fool around with an 18-year-old, I know I’d take all sorts of grief from everyone in my life and I’d probably lose enough trust and respect that I’d have to change my life. Like maybe stepping down from public office, if I ever got to that position. I’d certainly take responsibility for my actions.

Second, Sam seems to have no sense of humor when it comes to what he’s doing. I’m not a big fan of anyone with so little self-deprecation in their personality. Someone who’d lie about their situation, calling it a “mentorship” when it was a romance. He made me doubt the guy who brought up the rumors of this affair back when Sam was running for mayor. He smeared the guy, as did I, because I believed Sam when he denied his dalliance. And now t Sam hasn’t even apologized to the guy.

Third, Sam is quite calculating and he should know that people in the public eye are held to a high standard. I’m not saying it’s a higher standard than others, because what would happen if a teacher were to go out with an 18-year-old? Or me? Hell, I’d probably have to quit going to the gym because of all the grief I’d get and that’s most of what I do with my free time.

Maybe my problem is that I’m expecting Sam to pay as much for his actions as I’d have to if I did what he did.

I know. Life’s not fair. All I had was one vote and “Anyone but Sam” really wasn’t on the ballot.