Well, for starters I invented this awesome sandwich

so that’s something.

We also went to the woods again, only this time we made a further expedition to this lake, which was total quality fun. I’m a little leery of camping in general, because I am very serious about personal hygiene, but as a day trip it was really wonderful.

Portland institution Shag has decided to move next to the tattoo parlor across the street, so I guess that’s another exciting sign that the neighborhood is on the way up. We sort of knew that already, since being able to stroll out and get a drink or something has become a bit of a challenge, since everything is packed to the gills most evenings. Unfortunately, you still have to go a couple miles to get a decent loaf of bread. Somebody could really make a mint by correcting this, says I.

Hazel preparing for departure:

The digs:

(As you can see, we invited our esteemed colleague, Mr. Pillow.)

The view:

We mostly just schlubbed around the house, which is good because the outdoors are packed with incredibly frightening spiders.

Once we were done screaming, we noticed that the spider’s shed was kind of pretty in its own rustic way.