MWK Returns to the Rose City

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On Thursday I accepted a job offer in my home state of Oregon. This means that finally, after nine years of living elsewhere, I will be returning to live full time in my hometown of Portland, OR.*

Now, I know what you are thinking: "There is no way that MWK is hip enough to be from Portland! She has got to be kidding us with this crap."

And it is true: I do not wear overly large glasses and I don't know how to sew, or cook, or longboard, or take nice pictures, and I have never, ever sung in a band. I am also deathly afraid of riding my bike even though my brother is a bicycle mechanic in San Francisco and is completely ashamed of me for this fact. When I do ride a bike, I for damn sure wear a helmet. A really lame one that I got for cheap from school, that is in no way decorated or embellished to be more interesting.

But I do own more fleece jackets than pairs of skinny jeans, and my closet contains ten-year old Birkenstocks. I rarely use an umbrella, I don't think it is weird that in Oregon it is illegal to pump your own gas, and I can tell you the locations of several natural food stores, micro-breweries, and Farmer's Markets. And of course you have already been witness to my insane Portland Trailblazer fandom, although I was hiding the team name from you. (I will fight you if you try to tell me that Clyde Drexler is not as awesome as Michael Jordan.)

So yea, I am an Oregonian. And a Portlander at that. And Portland, oh my Portland, I am coming home to you at last.

Hot Damn I am so excited.

*Oh, yea. D$ is coming, too!