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jes5199for those schwerniverse voters who laughed aloud at the prospect of exhibition of my cooking skillz being part of the application process at the anarcho-awesome house:
more than twenty freegans - including the entire Black Rose Collective swarmed upon us, and all were devoured. Instantly.
This house is one of those places that embraces its decrepitude -- there's graffiti everywhere, basically no furniture, six bicycles in the living room, the kitchen sink drains into a bucket, they've got a zine rack instead of a bookshelf. The bedroom is only "furnished" in that someone has nailed a bunch of milk crates to the walls at random intervals to simulate shelving.
Which is to say, it's charming.
Bizarrely, they had invited several craigslisters to dinner, we eyed each other awkwardly throughout the evening. Should we fight to the death? Does the awkward guy actually want to put up with this place? And which one of us is the awkward guy, anyway?
Portland law states that it's impossible to walk into a room without finding an unexpected social connection. I tried the obvious ones first: do you know any of the Free Geek crowd? have you met Rev Phil? we know of phil...
Eventually though, my sluggish memory latched onto one of the housemates. Oh! You were at Sophia and Sergio's housewarming party! Last December! No, we didn't get introduced, I just remember faces.
more than twenty freegans - including the entire Black Rose Collective swarmed upon us, and all were devoured. Instantly.
This house is one of those places that embraces its decrepitude -- there's graffiti everywhere, basically no furniture, six bicycles in the living room, the kitchen sink drains into a bucket, they've got a zine rack instead of a bookshelf. The bedroom is only "furnished" in that someone has nailed a bunch of milk crates to the walls at random intervals to simulate shelving.
Which is to say, it's charming.
Bizarrely, they had invited several craigslisters to dinner, we eyed each other awkwardly throughout the evening. Should we fight to the death? Does the awkward guy actually want to put up with this place? And which one of us is the awkward guy, anyway?
Portland law states that it's impossible to walk into a room without finding an unexpected social connection. I tried the obvious ones first: do you know any of the Free Geek crowd? have you met Rev Phil? we know of phil...
Eventually though, my sluggish memory latched onto one of the housemates. Oh! You were at Sophia and Sergio's housewarming party! Last December! No, we didn't get introduced, I just remember faces.
