Day 7 was short and sweet. Breakfast at Lorn & Dottie’s, a quick trip to Extracto for some take-home beans, and the most un-eventful flight home we’ve had in a while. No running for planes, no lost bags, nothing. When I get some time, I’ll have a gallery of about 200 photos of Faz texting.

We used to eat piles of potato pancakes at Lorn & Dottie’s when we lived in PDX.

Every trip gets a final photo, and this was it. Philly airport at midnight and about 100 degrees.



  • We did another trip to Extracto.
  • Breakfast at Gravy. Enormous plates of food and really good.
  • Vintage shops in Hawethorne
  • Did our annual trip to The Office, one of my favorite stores anywhere.
  • We swung by the PeetKegler empire to distract Kegler and Kara for a good hour. They’re doing a lot of great work, and have a good view.
  • It’s not a trip to PDX without swinging by the piss-stench-filled Burnside skatepark.


  • Off to Instrument’s global headquarters to meet up with Vin and Meghan.
  • We then headed to fun park, where we did a decathalon of video games, air hockey, batting cages, and go-karts. Settled the monkey on the air hockey table with no mercy, and I think I probably drew blood.
  • Where do you go from here? The Alibi, of course. Shitty karaoke but everything else top notch,



  • Breakfast at Grateful Bread, with some re-enactment of some of the greatest arguments ever.
  • The waves were flat, so we decided to hike up the cliff where we went 2 years ago in the dark.
  • Saw some idiots who don’t know how to drive in sand bury their cars. One guy thought his PT Cruiser would have no problem powering through deep sand. Then again, people in Portland can’t even drive in the rain and it rains all year there.
  • Headed back to Portland to be back in time for dinner. We stopped by Evert & Jenna’s to see the aftermath of the wedding, and things were looking pretty good.
  • With perfect timing, a skate deck that we ordered with a copy of Jenna & Evert’s invitation printed on it showed up just in time.
  • We met up with a bunch of people at Old Time Pizza, which is another kickass Portland restaurant. The few people that aren’t riding fixed gear bikes around Portland are riding vintage motorcyles. That is except for Ehren, who showed up on his semi-new Harley. It was backed up against some much and outdoor tables, and when the vintage bikes sounded like moped he hit the throttle on his and sprayed mulch all over the people eating on the sidewalk, which was funny as shit since he had no idea. They weren’t happy at all.
  • There was talk of going to see naked fire jugglers, and the guys on motorcycles headed out. Faz and I weren’t far behind, and we met up with them at Lucky Devil. There was plenty of naked but no fire juggling, and that was a let down.
  • Faz and I went back to Jenna and Evert’s to pick up Tara. They were watching the mountain of photos we took while Faz posed for a hundred pictures with the dog.



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  • We tried to get Lorne and Dottie’s with Faz on the way to the beach, but they were closed so we tried Junior’s. Portland is the capital of great breakfast restaurants, and this is a new one on our list of places we now have to hit. We ran into Flo and a bunch of the wedding riff raff while we were there.
  • From there it was off to the beach. We stayed at Ehren McGhehey’s house but this time he didn’t come down so we swung by his shop in McMinnville to pick up the keys. From there we hit WinCo, a supermarket trapped in the early 80’s.
  • We didn’t make it to Pacific City until 5:00, but the timing was perfect. The weather was warmer than usual, and the waves were shoulder high and glassy. There’s still no getting used to wearing a 6/4 with gloves and booties when it’s almost August. See, there are good things about Jersey…
  • Faz brought DVD’s of Curb Your Enthusiasm and we watched about 7 episodes in a row, got some pizza, and crashed hard from the wedding.



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Get ready for this to bog down your browswer…. Jenna and Evert got married in their amazing home, which was a no brainer. We’ve been to a string of great weddings lately, but Jenna and Evert were definitely on their A-game planning for this one. It kicked off with Evert’s entrance – accompanied by a marching band. That’s right, and it was all time. The band started in the street and played for a few minutes. By the time they got to the driveway, car alarms were going off and the people waiting in the back yard probably had no idea what was coming their way. Make sure you turn up your volume, especially if you’re at work:

Here’s a quick rundown of the rest of the night:

  • They have a gazebo with a little stream next to it in the back yard, so the wedding happened their. Everyone stood around it, and there were tables all around the pool and rest of the yard ready for after the ceremony.
  • Bartenders were dressed in black head to toe adidas outfits looking really good. With a little help from them, pretty much everyone there was hammered.
  • The DJ was great and got things warmed up dinner, which was great food grilled on the spot. They also brought in a falafel truck and parked it in the back yard.
  • Once dinner was done, they brought out a Brazilian band that made as much ruckus as the marching band. I can’t believe out of all the people dancing right next to the pool, nobody fell in.
  • This lead to more drinking, people in the pool with their clothes on, and me getting thrown in by Evert and Flo. They were nice enough to let me ditch my phone and things like that.
  • Extracto brought coffee and got us wired back up.
  • At midnight, Faz and Brandon’s band started to play, and by the end of the first song, the cops were there threatening to take the equipment and fine them $2000. After two marching bands in a normal neighborhood, it wasn’t really a surprise.
  • Jenna and Evert rode off in the Lincoln, and we worked our way back home.

And, some panoramas from the rest of the day:



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  • This morning was pre-game for the wedding in the afternoon.
  • Met up with Vin, Meghan, Couler, & Goobkin at Screen Door for a chicken and waffles binge breakfast, the unhealthiest meal I have ever eaten in my life.
  • Off to the Nike employee store with Meghan, where she got me to buy into Nike + and even buy a pair of Nike shoes to go with it. I haven’t owned a pair of Nikes since college.
  • While we were driving around Portland, I made the wedding program we realized nobody had made, stopped at Kinko’s and had it printed in 10 minutes.
  • Back to Faz’s to get ready for the wedding. Woot!



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  • Tara had a wedding shower lunch, I went shopping.
  • We met up with Lee Dexheimer in the Pearl, went to Powell’s and everything else around there.
  • Dumped a bunch of money at the adidas employee store, an annual event.
  • Made a flyer for Evert & Jenna’s neighbors asking them not to get pissed off at the impending ruckus.
  • Hunted down Coulter and Gubkin, and met up with them at Lorenzo’s on Mississippi. There was plenty of smack talk leading up to this meeting.
  • Found a cool bar on Mississippi and kept drinking
  • Met up with all the wedding people at Rom Tom’s and ran into Gin Yang who was in town for some tattoos.
  • Back to Faz’s house where Evert’s mom had spent 10 hours cooking Finnish cinnamon rolls. I also practiced some terms in Finnish, and learned "So, do you listen to a lot of black metal?" and "How many of your uncles have killed themselves this year?"



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  • Kicked off Extracto, since we’ve been waiting a year to find ourselves in there again.
  • Jumped on Facebook and continued pre-game threats with Coulter.
  • Went over to see Jenna & Evert’s house. Holy shit, nicest house anywhere. Watched Tepu jump into trees over and over.
  • Evert’s bachelor party was supposed to be surfing at Short Sands, but a sewage spill kept that from happening. Instead, we went go-karting where they claimed the karts go 50mph, which might be true if you weigh 40 pounds.
  • Back to Evert’s house to meet up and head to Montage. Kate puts a wedding dress on him and he doesn’t even resist. In fact, I think he liked it. He’s a good looking woman. Faz went to the bachelorette party instead.
  • After a long dinner at Montage, the party moved to Sassy’s and the ladies met up with us. Brandon Madrid showed up and after some good catching up, we gave him a ride home he may or may not remember.



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Part of this adventure was just the nightmare trip out at the end of the day. I won’t go through the painful details, so here it is recapped: 3 hours on the runway, switched airlines twice, ran the ENTIRE length of the massive Chicago airport (every terminal because of three different airlines), was told our rental car wouldn’t be available and was sold out, no chance of bags showing up.