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 andContinue reading “The “S” Word”
Tag Archives: Vintage
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’sContinue 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 phoneContinue 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 toContinue 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 ofContinue reading “A Retro Dude in a Digital Age”
Mark Petruska 