You can ring my dinner bell.

A couple of months ago, Tara got involved in online estate auctions. She'd bid on vintage items like swag lamps and wicker mirrors. The idea is to buy them cheap, clean them up, then turn around and sell them for a profit. She even considered renting space at St. Joe Antiques Mall, but there's a … Continue reading You can ring my dinner bell.

“Turn Left Heading Two Three Zero”

A short attention span and an inability to multitask are a dangerous combination. I learned this the hard way on Tuesday. Midway through our weekly Teams marketing meeting, J. started talking about something and I zoned out for a few minutes. To be fair, I was responding to a work-related email. It’s not like I … Continue reading “Turn Left Heading Two Three Zero”

Snake Oil Salesmen

Our TV started acting up last week, and for the life of me I could not figure out the problem. It wasn’t responding very well to any of the remotes we use, e.g., I couldn’t change the volume or switch between inputs or even turn it off. Sometimes it would work, but there would be … Continue reading Snake Oil Salesmen

The “S” Word

Tara and I drove into Portland yesterday to pick up a few things (an $11.45 bag of Jacobsen sea salt, a bottle of Wild Roots Marionberry infused vodka, a package of smoked steelhead trout - god, we’re weird). While on Sandy Blvd. we drove past a huge vintage store we had never seen before and … Continue reading The “S” Word

NNWM/1: And So It Begins

It's the stroke of midnight on November 1, and I have officially kicked off NaNoWriMo. In style, I might add. I am holed up in a vintage trailer on the Washington coast, with my favorite music playing and a lineup of Day of the Dead candles burning festively, putting me in the Halloween spirit. It's … Continue reading NNWM/1: And So It Begins

Ketchup Spill Threatens Portland

I find it ironic that in Portland, Oregon - a city that is often considered the "greenest in America," so much so that there is a city-wide ban on plastic bags in grocery stores - you can't buy lunch or coffee without the cashier handing you a stack of napkins so thick they rival phone … Continue reading Ketchup Spill Threatens Portland

Owl’s Well That Ends Well

I have a confession to make: I am obsessed with hooters. Have been, ever since I was a boy growing up in the 70s. I found them exotic, big and beautiful, something I thought about but never glimpsed. When they came out, they usually did so at night, long after I was asleep. I took to … Continue reading Owl’s Well That Ends Well

Dogs Playing Poker Doesn’t Qualify as Art?!

Friday afternoon, I was wandering around one of my favorite areas of Portland - the Hawthorne District. It's fun, funky and cool. The people watching alone makes it a worthy destination! There's a place there called House Of Vintage where I love to browse. It's a cavernous store full of vintage (or retro, or antique) … Continue reading Dogs Playing Poker Doesn’t Qualify as Art?!

A Retro Dude in a Digital Age

Got A Whole Lava Love Sometimes I feel like I was born in the wrong decade. This realization dawned on me yesterday. Probably when I was listening to my Woodstock record while my living room was lit up with the glow from my lava lamps. I've always been drawn to the styles and trends of … Continue reading A Retro Dude in a Digital Age