Dear Portland, God, or the filthy rich,
I could really use a swank house with a pool or hot tub. A fresh lawn of spongee Kentucky bluegrass and a Slip N' Slide or Wet Banana will also suffice, but only if I am being served chilled vodka soaked watermelon by the SeaMonkeys*.
Is a personal sushi chef too much to ask for? I didn't think...
Read More