Backfence PDX deconstructed. Sort of.
Last night was just terrific. Poor Dane doesn’t like the heat so I was forced to keep my warm, relaxed, summer feelings secreted away inside of me (does that sound like I’m pregnant? I’M NOT PREGNANT INTERNET) in deference to his uncomfortable and cranky situation. And he, in turn, put on a brave face and endured his own sweat with the help of several delicious vodka tonics and some beers with foreign labels.
He’s a champ, my Dane.
We went to dinner at Le Happy (I had a salad because I am a delicate flower…a delicate flower who ate a bunch of Taco Bell later that night) and then cabbed it over to Urban Grind near the Mercury Offices for the Backfence event.
It was kind of overwhelming to see so many people I know at once and I’m afraid I was a little…did I already say overwhelmed? What’s another word for that? Meagan! The Google! Get on it!
Oh! So I finally met Intern Meagan last night. She was okay.
I’m kidding! OMG, she’s adorable (and so was Intern Nathalie but whatever this is about MY intern) and funny and was wearing the best Christian Dior Grace Kelly/Lauren Conrad glasses I’ve ever seen. Ever. Also, today is Intern Meagan’s 22nd birthday! Holla! or whatever the kids say now.
She was altogether too sober though and so I did my best to make her feel bad and guilty about it. Especially while she was holding my hair and saying soothing things to me as I crouched over the toilet spewing sangria.
I’m kidding again. I did have a sangria though. It was excellent. I have a headache now.
The storytelling was good, some more compelling than others (I’m looking at you Adam Arnold) but the real standout - and I am in no way biased by my friendship with him and his hot wife Sue - was Matt Davis.
He really put himself out there in a scary, hilarious way and I will tell you something people - THAT is what makes a good story. Make people a little or a lot uncomfortable. It’s necessary. And it was brilliant.
I’m a little all over the place today - I blame the drink (that was for you Sue) - because we did end up going to Club 21 after the event with Matt, Sue, Alison, Jenn, and Autumn. I had a gigantic makers and ginger ale served with an extra side of surliness and then proceeded to pretend like I was thoughtful and demure when really I was just a little drunk. Maybe. I don’t know.
And then we went to the Taco Bell. Sue and Matt got some too so stop with the judging already. And for the record, our Radio Cab driver was the BEST about it.
Oh and Melissa Lion and I are both up in The Merc this week! It’s like some kind of heaven, isn’t it?
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The drink will make you all over the place every time.
Would you believe there is no taco bell near us?
I know, right?
This town sucks balls.
I blame the drink for making Allison Hallet listen to my grand theories of love and marriage and urban planning–and for the way I am treating my co-workers this morning.
But those were the best Chalupas ever. yum!
So is it a boy or a girl?
Oh man. I also have a headache from drinking champagne…all two glasses of it. I am a truly delicate flower. I just felt so fancy being the Back Fence intern last night. Next time maybe I’ll just wear a tiara.
I can’t think of any pregnant woman who was warm, relaxed summer feelings… more like bloated, puffy, sweaty, summer hate.
I talked to The Dane at intermission and it was so much fun! He was holding together very well despite the yucky heat. He demanded that the next venue have air conditioning — but the next Back Fence is in October, so Urban Grind will be delightfully cozy by then. Fun fact: He is Norwegian! I love learning new things.
I agree that Matt Davis’s story was amazing. I liked how they (Frayn & Melissa) pulled out the English accent for the big finale - smart move!
Thank you, everyone. I had half a beer, and I truly am the delicatest of the delicate flowers because I woke this morning and cried big hanxiety tears because I was sure PORTLAND HATES ME. I’m only slightly better and going back to my month of sobriety because half a beer and I have a hangover? That’s just wrong.
And yes, we are both up in the Merc. Look out Alison and Matt, we’re taking over.
You were wearing a lovely, silky, sheer flower top from Forever 21. And a saucy black dress from, what I can assume, would be a store called Forever 21.
Also, other words you could have used besides “overwhelming” include …
- daunting
- anxiety ridden
- you felt an ineffable nervousness
… all good choices.
Let’s go karaoke-ing soon. I don’t want BFPDX to be the last time I ever see you!
where are the pics of hot wife sue?
I’m jealous of the taco bell. All I ate was one stolen tot from Club 21 all damn night.
Why don’t I ever remember to make the run for the border?
I thought I was making Sue listen to MY theories. Thanks for nothing, drink.
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