Filed under: Life | Tags: Anne Bonny, Chop Suey, colorado, comedy, laffhole, Mooney, murder city devils, north, pacific, Portland, rat city rollergirls, roller derby, Seattle, Spencer, west
Ahh finally a chance to write! David’s apartment doesn’t pick up any wi fi signals, and I wasn’t about to blog on an iPhone keyboard. Things are just the same as I left them here in Seattle with the exception of a few new dining establishments, a bar here and there, and quite possibly more hipsters. What’s more is a little thing I overlooked about summers in the PacNW is the damned allergies I get overrun with… damn it’s bad. Between the allergies and the sun that saps all energy from me, I haven’t been doing much of anything. Thankfully I haven’t felt too guilty about lounging around, and enjoying the nightlife. I’ve attended the Laffhole at the Chop Suey oddly enough landing on their 4th anniversary show, which was fun. I’ve of course had my fair share of wonderful PacNW beer and coffee, explored a few antique shops to include Spencer Mooney’s (lead singer of the former Murder City Devils) “Anne Bonny”, and got tickets to the girlie roller derby on Saturday. I haven’t had much more of a desire to do anything else, and the city visiting is already getting me down. Like I told my friend Chris V. up here, “I’ve only been upset 6 times since I’ve been back. One was back in California for what I can’t remember. The other six occasions were within the first 24 hours of my return to Seattle.”
Speaking of Chris V. the conversations between him, his girlfriend and myself have been great. Our topics ranging from gun control, CGI in movies, to the Los Angeles Lakers. You’d think I’d have bit more to elaborate in in an effort to make this more of a hearty write up about Chris V… but that’s really all I got on the subject.
Everyone but me is pointing east to Colorado, but I’m just not so sure I want to make that drive. I strangely already miss my much more easygoing, relaxed, and not flaky friends in California. When I grew up and finally got a truck all my friends and I would make anywhere from 45 minutes to an hour drive to see each other. Kids in Seattle you ask? If you’re more than a city mile away (substantially shorter than a country mile) it’s like the burden of brain surgery or perhaps stabilizing our economy is on their shoulders, it’s ridiculous. Reason number 422 why I dislike Seattle, but reason 4 why I love Portland replacing my new favorite city. There’s never been a city that I’ve visited who does it’s best to keep old buildings standing, new restaurants who refurbish the inside to make old 20’s buildings (complete with fire escapes and marble do dads) in service and looking as good as ever. I DO like how weird Portland is, and it’s certainly filled with nicer people, better beer (yeah I said it), cooler shops, and better weather. Go Portland! Oh, and as a side note if you want to debate Oregon vs Washington… the Oregon coast alone trumps the entire Washington state.
My facial hair/beard is growing into something worth mentioning aaaaand dare I say praising. I hate having chin hair, but I’m not against growing facial hair. So where’s the compromise? The razor is simply applied to the chin and neck, then you have what I like to call the “civil war general beard” or in my case (getting specific)… the “General Tecumseh Shermanbeard”. Yes, “Shermanbeard”…. believe it.
I’m getting ancy to pass my motorcycle driving test, I can’t wait to get on the road with my Pop, and make it my sole source of transportation to and from work.
I’ve now lost all motivation to continue to write, which is good timing because I had plans to move my truck before I got a ticket (god**** Seattle zoned parking) by driving to where you ask? THE ZOO!!!
