I moved. I left Troutdale and am currently residing on my sister's couch in Salt Lake City, Utah. I wasn't making anything happen in Oregon and decided two days before the move that a quick change was necessary. Rash decision: typical. Me in Utah: weird. So far though it has been, well, alright. I have visited a few old friends, some Mormon sites, and, gulp, Welfare Square.
Yes, it's true, in my desperation for a paycheck I jumped in the car to ask the pro's for a little guidance. The good news was I didn't even use my navigation device to find the place, I just followed my nose toward what I've determined was sauerkraut, diaper and hot dumpster; aka bum. I was actually excited to hop in the breadline with my homeless friends, after all there's really nothing quite like being the meat in a bum sandwich.
After a bit I cringed and realized my homelessness and that I had a little b.o.
