Run-Ins and Outs of Portland
Here's my synopsis of my first First Friday LIVING in Portland (yes, I've done it before, but it was more of a hit-and-run kind of thing).
So, I've been talking to a girl I met online (sure, I'll admit it. I'm not ashamed, because I'm just not the kind of person to go out to bars or what-have-you social-scene places and just randomly talk to people---- but if they talk to me first, sure, I'll engage in conversation). The same girl I went to Local Sprouts with the other night, so I'm doing well, 2nd date-ish, sort of. We met up an hour into First Friday outside of MECA and the night officially began. So, I met quite a few of her friends throughout the night as our group started as a threesome and quickly grew to 3-4-5. All really cool people. I was in a good element, frame-of-mind, telling a few one-line jokes, attempting to sound intelligent interpreting art pieces, conversing, listening, etc.
We were at SPACE, discussing a few of the drawings and this women tapped me on the shoulder and said, "don't move, I'm taking a picture of your shirt."
(it's a Pearl Jam, go figure, shirt that says 9 out of 10 kids prefer crayons to guns--- very political shirt, I suppose). So, I said, all right, but have you seen the front (which has a picture of a little girl with crayons and a gun spread out in front of her-- what can I say, I like to make a statement). The woman said, "oh, that is too perfect. I have two boys at home and I just love this shirt." Christ, I thought she was going to offer me money for it right there and I would spend the rest of the night shirtless!
Saw this movie today and it's AWESOME:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x8rslIZV85U
So, I've been talking to a girl I met online (sure, I'll admit it. I'm not ashamed, because I'm just not the kind of person to go out to bars or what-have-you social-scene places and just randomly talk to people---- but if they talk to me first, sure, I'll engage in conversation). The same girl I went to Local Sprouts with the other night, so I'm doing well, 2nd date-ish, sort of. We met up an hour into First Friday outside of MECA and the night officially began. So, I met quite a few of her friends throughout the night as our group started as a threesome and quickly grew to 3-4-5. All really cool people. I was in a good element, frame-of-mind, telling a few one-line jokes, attempting to sound intelligent interpreting art pieces, conversing, listening, etc.
We were at SPACE, discussing a few of the drawings and this women tapped me on the shoulder and said, "don't move, I'm taking a picture of your shirt."
(it's a Pearl Jam, go figure, shirt that says 9 out of 10 kids prefer crayons to guns--- very political shirt, I suppose). So, I said, all right, but have you seen the front (which has a picture of a little girl with crayons and a gun spread out in front of her-- what can I say, I like to make a statement). The woman said, "oh, that is too perfect. I have two boys at home and I just love this shirt." Christ, I thought she was going to offer me money for it right there and I would spend the rest of the night shirtless!
Saw this movie today and it's AWESOME:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x8rslIZV85U
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