come to the yarsel. the signs will be up all over mississippi. and when the king and queen of the avenue (let's be honest, that's what they were all thinking on the ride through friday morning) saw the wide patch of shade cast by the tree in the empty lot at the intersection with fremont, they knew it would happen there.
who owns the lot? who knows. but if people can have their precious wedding photos done at that tire swing, then it has to be okay to set up our living room for sale. and drink rosé. someone has to demonstrate the effect of the glassware. in a simulated cocktail party environment. nora from toronto already got the set of four champagne bowls, and the rest, instead of being repatriated for comedic effect documented photographically at the scenes of all of those crimes they'll be sold. cheap. you won't find a better deal for what you're getting unless you steal it yourself.
no, "the cops," this can't be illegal. (and neither of the two patrol cars that passed through the intersection yesterday afternoon stopped to hassle us.) the time based art festival just started early. yarsel. an exciting preview for the fall art calendar. of all of the portland that portland has to offer after the king and queen are gone. this weekend only. nora paid good hard greenbacks for those glasses, so no one (unbelievably!) was able to muster the audacity to rebuff her comment about her own city's unarguable inferiority to our silly kingdom when we made our introductions. ha. we're abdicating as soon as the throne sells.
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I wish I could be there! I don't think I can make it. :(
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we missed you.
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