A couple of days ago I saw a kid riding a fish bike. That is, a bicycle with a plywood fish fashioned around it, complete with pectoral and tail fins which I imagine aided in providing downforce and keeping the bike level at speed. This was almost Portland enough to make me chuckle — almost. What was Portland enough to make me chuckle was the ensuing conversation by two passers-by:

Woman: “Oh look, he’s riding a tuna!”
Man: “Clearly, that’s a salmon.”

Never change, Portland.