Triple Dipping At Portland City Hall Marriage Ceremonies

So here I sit, at 11:30 on  Friday night in Portland City Hall. The lines are growing, the intensity of the crowd has picked up a bit, the anxious agitation growing minute by minute as couples wait patiently for the doors of the clerks office to open so they can get married.

I’m triple-dipping here tonight, as a writer for the Portland Daily Sun, a Blogger here at the BDN, and  white bag stuffed with the red bathrobe of the “Church of Lebowski,” in case anyone needs officiating, but lacks the funds to do so.