The Potato Barn Has Moved

We're now over at Wordpress!

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Thanks, looking forward to seeing you there.

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That's enough of a break

OK, we're officially at the one-month point of hiatus, which means it's time for a return of The Potato Barn.

There's gonna have to be some changes around here soon. Like I have to link to Duganz's new blog. And I'm considering a move to Wordpress.

Big news: trying to figure out what to do next. That's it. All of it. Wish I had more for you.

Oh. I went to Jersey. It was awesome.

Urban Wildlife

So I'm walking around my neighborhood this morning, around 7 a.m. Sure, it's early-ish, but the sun is up, commuters are hopping buses or driving to work, and airplanes are rumbling through the sky from Portland International (which is a mere 3.5 miles from my house). So I felt fairly certain that I wouldn't encounter any large, angry animals.

Wrong. There's a neighborhood raccoon that I've seen twice now, and today he stared me down as I walked past him. He's a big fella, gotta be around 30 pounds or more. I'm not scared of animals, and certainly not of cute little raccoons, but I'm suspicious when they start coming out in the day. That means it's probably rabid. And that it's got little rabid babies that will do its rabid bidding.

Welcome to the neighborhood. I also saw a slug the size of a cigar. I hate them so much.

A new home, and dragging my sorry-ass feet

Right. So, I'm alive and well in beautiful Portland, Oregon. I have a lot of thoughts, and a lot I've wanted to blog about, but quite honestly I'm tired, I don't have a comfortable chair to sit on while at the computer, and I'm still tired. But I did have an appearance on the Portland Mercury's Web site today. Check it out here.

Thanks for your patience. One day, this will be a real blog again.

Behind the curve...

I had an awesome idea for a blog, something really interesting to say, but I forgot what it was. I am alive and well in McMinnville, for those of you still reading. Keep an eye out for sweet places to live in NE Portland. Thanks, all!

S

A gig

Well, sort of a gig. I got an internship with the Portland Mercury! Woo! Seriously, I'm pretty stoked. I start in September, and I can't wait to get settled in PDX. Downside: it's unpaid. But everything else is an upside: I get to live in Portland. I'm close to Whit. I can work on developing my own story ideas and voice as a writer. I don't have to work at a daily newspaper. So yeah, I think the good outweighs the bad.

Sorry for the lack of updates. They'll probably be pretty sparse here, too, since I'll be heading to the wedding of one Mr. Pat Duganz and one Ms. Alisia Muhlestein in Anaconda, Mont. I'll be live-tweeting the event @sfbreslin, so get your Twitter accounts while they're hot!

Hope all is well for everyone. I swear as I get more settled (and get my computer set up and my own Internet again) the updates will be more frequent.

Peace,
S

Oh yeah, I have a blog!

Sorry, I've been busy having fun in Oregon. And by "having fun," I mean I've been preparing for the rest of my life. Not exactly sure how I'm doing that, but as my good friend Bill Oram said, "Every day of life is a job interview." Right now I don't think the interview is going too hot, tho...

Speaking of hot, Whit and I went to Mount St. Helens National Volcanic Monument this weekend, which was really freaking cool. Walked around on these things called hummocks (which is an excellent Scrabble word: two Ms, an H, a K and a C!). You can still see this broad debris field from where all the rock and ash and mud and houses and trees and bridges and pretty much everything was washed down the riverbed. Mother Nature is one tough broad.

More later, perhaps.