I don't often explore Portland but when I do it's on foot, earbuds in, preferably sandwich in hand.
I walk into a bar, try to drink like Thorogood and find myself surrounded by story tellers.
I've cut in the Voodoo line with no intention of purchasing dough stuffs.
Wintertime turns me into a homebody, summertime turns me into a somebody.
Extended social interactions typically involve me finding your pep peeves and exploiting them at the cost of your or my ego.
At times in group settings I've been told that I'm quiet, at times with groups of friends I've been told to shut the fuck up.