the insanity never stops man, it’s like woah, every day is crazier than the one before! no not really, but i did fix the problem i was having with my new atm card by getting a new pin number and i almost got in a fight with a rather vulcan looking bartendress yesterday afternoon.
i put an informal complaint in to our waitress at the marathon bar saying that the newcastle i ordered tasted a little thin and like it ran through the tequila well tap. i didnt actually say the second part but that was the truth of it. the woman who i assume owned the place came over to the table we were all sitting at with a shot of the fowl beverage in hand and said to me that that was the way tapped newcastle tasted, inferring that my experience must be limited with such endeavors. i honestly didnt want an argument or even a free beer, i said i would pay for it and that i just wanted a beer in replacement so i could have something to drink with my gyro, which was quite tasty.
she stormed off more angry than she should have been with the exchange and i got a free hefewiesen. i tipped the waitress exorbitantly and invited her to come to the show. she didn’t come, surprise.
the so-cal boys dont like portland, they think its mossy and dirty looking. but i actually enjoy it quite a bit, there’s so many trees on every block and it just seems slower for a big city. a radio host once said that, in referring to the level of attractiveness in women, a portland 10 is a california 7. that made me laugh and so far i cant see the untruth of it. it looks like everyone here is going to art school. on the other hand its kind of nice to not be surrounded but unnatural levels of beauty even though i miss the university of arizona eye candy. but i cant say i ever talked to any of them, so really, what’s to miss.
again last night the turn out was sad but the show was good and i found a couple new bands i like and i got a shirt and some cd’s. i took a picture of a homeless man named dick and gave him a couple bucks and a cd and he put shoe polish on his face like war paint and a plastic bag on his head which resembled a chefs hat with E.D. comedy, it seems, is all around us.
we found a sex shop to entertain us for a while before we had to set up for the show. comedic moments whilst inside: finding pauls twin, sideburns and all in a gay porn, and finding a marital aid called “the great american challenge.” i’ll let you use youre own imagination on that one.
<3’s for everyone.
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