Oregotrons
They prefer to be called Oregonians but those living in Oregon are known as Oregotrons to me and Steve. I drove up to Eugene with Steve about two weeks ago to help him find a place to live while attending Oregon Law School. We stopped in SF and enjoyed a live Infected Mushroom show. That was Steve’s first electronic show and he seemed to like it. After our brief visit to the bay we headed north to the land of… the land of…
The land of tie dye, beards, and heroine. The weather was wonderful, a nice cool August. Contemplating the daily weather; wear a jacket or a sweater. The Oregotrons all seemed quite nice. The drivers use their turn signals, and the 711 clerks are young college students.
On the final day of my stay in Oregon we found Steve a nice studio. It was just redone and looked brand new. Apparently, a fire had ravaged the building. The landlord was a pretty awesome guy, a no bullshit kind of guy. “Just pay the rent and I won’t mess with you” type of person. He didn’t do a credit check, or anything a normal landlord would do. We found out from another tenant that the landlord, Chuck evicted some college kids with an axe. The didn’t take his eviction notice seriously so, Chuck bust down their front door with an axe and effectively got the punks out. Now Steve has a place to live.