My friend, Soowhan, had some time off from his residency in Boston and came back to Portland. Originally, we had international plans but instead went with the west coast low-budget trifecta between Portland, Las Vegas and Los Angeles.
I’ve known this guy since 7th grade. He’s still an asshole.
Like the last NYC trip, it was come home straight from graveyard shift, speed-packing, and pile onto the plane. I forgot to pack a belt, so being the resourceful scavenger I am, I used black hosiery as a sash. Better than a rope?
It’s actually some fancy TV display that you look into. But I like to think of it as a laser cannon.
Matt and Andy were my gracious hosts during my time in LA. A month earlier the two drove up from LA to Spokane to deliver a table that Andy designed. It was great having these guys stay at my place during the westcoast venture that I was happy to see them again so soon in LA.
Andy’s woodshop in the loft.
Andy’s Dragon table delivered to Spokane. It has these dome-shaped bumps underneath the table that gives it a wondrous, childlike spontaneity (imagine finding odd shapes and textures underneath the table between bites during dinner) and many legs as if the table were going to get up and runaway. I love this guy. He has the heart of a child.
From his website:
This is me sitting on my 80 Leg table. I know the table looks great and I look better than normal. That is because of the styling wizardry of Sybile Kohn who picked out everything from my glasses to shoes and Cheryl Calo, former Miss Connecticut, who did her magic to my frizzy straws like the hairdresser in Jens Lekman’s song “Shirin.”
My birthday twin always remind me of Rivers.
Their loft is always fun to stay at. Here is what you would you see on your right in the shower.
Sliding bathroom doors
Andy’s room upstairs.
Soowhan’s friend, Howard, invited us yesterday to play with his dodgeball team, “Let the Wookie Win.”
Everyone was encouraged to wear their team characters. Somewhere around lurked a death star.
It was an impromptu game but luckily I brought my workout gear. Although the bright blue tank wouldn’t help me in being a less visible target.
I was told I was very “artful” when dodging 3+ firing rapid succession speedballs hurtling towards me.
Something about the volcanic rocks against the gray, soft billowy clouds - makes a good contrast.
Started yesterday 3/17, going through the weekend from what I heard. They brought their best game piece: cute kids. The Japanese, masterminds of everything cute. Please help.
On the back of the flag I got, there is a list of websites that they recommend to visit:
1. Japan NGO Earthquake Relief and Recovery Fund
2. Japan Society Relief Fund
3. Save the Children
It was the “I’m a Little Teapot” song.
Go forth, little warrior.
My janky Totoro needs help too.
She says I’m like mushi (insect), attracted to light in the dark. Maybe I am just a bug with a one-track mind.
We missed smelling the salty, sea air. Plus, it makes a good hangover remedy .