Saturday morning...11am. My 4Runner is loaded up and I'm outta Seattle. I had a desire to ride somewhere else...anywhere else than Seattle. So I called up a friend and asked if it'd be alright if I swung down for the weekend.
Can you make out who it is?
How bout now?
You have to have a good idea by now.
The recipe for the evening...
- One part 'new location'
- Two part 'nite ride'
- One container of "Fots" for a Vegitarin Pot Luck party. (Fak'n Bac'n wrapped Tater Tots)
- Two girls arm wrestling for no reason
- One of the nerdiest funk bands I've ever seen
- One fun riding parter
Mix it all together and you get a Saturday evening in Portland.
Yes! Wanda Jackson...
Look ma...no 'pit stains.
I hope he's going to the Island of Misfit Toys
Didn't I learn to look over BOTH shoulders?!
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