So I put on my clear Ray-Bans, put my dog Bandit's hankie around his neck cause its punk, and wouldn't you know it i barely finished half an American Spirit rollie before it started raining on my flock of seagulls haircut. The best parts of Portland remind me of punk rock with no balls. Needless to say, the Toro y Moi show this weekend will really lift my spirits for my gender studies classes on Monday. Bleh.