So It Goes

Gabe and the femur

Have you ever had one of those nights where your tribe gets together for an adventure to go tracking animals in the city but it turns out to be raining really hard and the full moon you were looking forward to turns out to be a new moon instead? And Ariel’s home-made krupnik, a traditional Russian honey liquor, beckons, so you all decide to stay in and share stories about unrequited love while drinking it? And then your friend falls asleep so you put a femur bone on his head and wake him just in time to take open-eye photos to post on the internet? It was that kind of evening last night. Sometimes you’ve just got to take one for the team and do your part to keep Portland weird.

Ariel, home fermenting extraordinaire, in his dragon costume

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