So, ONE MORE MONTH!!!
I'll be 39 in one more month and we'll be officially driving Guillermo the Lovely Black Toyota Tacoma the FUCK out of this place. Naturally, I have been conflicted the last month here--constantly seeing all the good things about Portland, like good Stumptown espresso made into dessert-like soy lattes, green green green even when it is grey grey grey, the little boutiques opening with the truly inspired fashion and jewelry crafted by some people I wish I had gotten to know, my few friends, esp. Tanya Lee Roth, food glorious food and the Always Something to Do. It really isn't THAT bad, but then again, it really, really is. Nothing is worse than never feeling comfortable somewhere, like feeling as if you are a tourist in your own town. "Lak a Stranger/In Your Own Hometown..." Not that I'd ever deign "hometown" status on this place.
How do you post photos up on here???? I would imagine ya just put the HTML tag like on eBay.
Gerald Ford died and everyone is acting like anyone ever gave a fuck about that dude one way or the other. Yeah, I was in first grade when he was on the scene, but I already knew to be nonplussed! Oh wait, Squeaky Fromme tried to kill him. I do remember that.
What did you do for Xmas? We ate prime rib, yorkshire pudding, gratin dauphinois, green beans, tons of wine and other fun things. Rives and Tanya. What will we do when we don't have y'all around? We will be brand new in our next town very soon. Knowing no one. I want to be very excited, but right now, I am terrified. I want to stop off in Memphis and never leave in some ways...at least I have a lot of people I love there.