One of the many things about Portland that continues to confuse me is the unpredictable weather. During some particularly dark and frustrating drizzle on Monday, a coworker commented, "It's supposed to be like this all week." I can't call her a liar; I'm sure she meant it at the time. The Portland weather, however, delights in being fickle, in changing its designs at least twice a day. It must crack a laugh at the number of people who leave their houses without an extra sweater, change of socks & shoes, umbrella, hat and sunglasses.