Part 1 of 2. This was a question I was recently asked at a dinner table, by someone who I was meeting for the first time. “Ooof… where to...

That’s it. That’s my stump speech.  This is what I tell people when they tell me how much they miss the old Portland. When they mask...

I began writing here as a way to talk about whatever was on my mind. I figured that one day, if I was ever going to write a book I would...