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my first day in portland (a story)

2007.12.15
i checked into some hostel on hawthorne for my second night in portland. i figured i'd meet some hot swedish chicks or something and make out a little...

instead i met a guy named Guy. he recognized me from the train. after a short conversation, he declared that he wanted to buy me a drink across the street.

he'd won 90 bucks on this video poker machine the night before, but he wasn't so lucky this time. i start the tough guy pose, as we're both from california and into motorcycles and stuff.

Guy catches on quickly, and though i wanted to explore the town right off, i spent my first 8hrs in a bar with him. i was shitface wasted by 4PM, and Guy suggested a round of pool.

which is right around the time when dennis showed up. he knew neither me or guy, but gave me plenty of pool tips and rolled me some cigarettes.

me and dennis got along pretty well. dennis is a grandfather of two, married and kept asking me where the crack pipe was.

Guy didn't like dennis too much, and i didn't have any crack so dennis left me with a couple cigarettes, a better handle on the game of pool, and he scared the shit out of amanda over the phone.

luckily dennis left before she showed up.

we carried our tough guy attitude back to the hostel with us, but for some reason, blue curtains and a rainbow fan just don't convey our meaning.

i started flirting with some girl on the street while amanda and guy discussed something about quarters. guy left in a hurry to follow the girl i'd been flirting with when i said good bye to her. so me and amanda went to some bar downtown.

she bought me my first HAMM's. i don't recomend them as they taste like blood. like you're drinking a scab. liquid scab. the can, however, is quite regal.

i started bullshitting with the dj who was playing excellent, excellent music. fuck, i need a haircut.

the sun peaked out for about a half hour. i enjoyed from a barstool, looking out a window, discussing santa cruz, nuclear power, nazi's, and goddamn... life and stuff.
2 Comments
owlknees hey that girl with the yellow hat comes into my tea shop I think
owlknees · 2007-12-15: 05:11
David I have found your secret place. I will be touching it regularly.

Love,
Guy
David · 2008-01-05: 22:57
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