Regardless, I was evacuated from Washington shortly thereafter, to the cozy confines of Oregon's sublime suburbs. To give you some idea of life in Oregon, consider that the coastal region can get as much as 200 inches of precipitation each year. The god-forsaken gray precipitates much sadness.
Like those testing their mettle by placing themselves in the center of unfriendly environs, I headed to Eugene, Oregon for college, where I became a Fighting Duck. There I found my true calling: avoiding class and provoking serious discussion about the issues of our day. Feel free to check out my writing, though I can't imagine it'll do too much for you. For example, I had thoughts on Eugene, and expressed those thoughts. Few people from Eugene would describe themselves as my fans.
A fair bit of time after graduating from the University of Oregon in 2003, I accepted a job in Washington, D.C. The restaurants are great, watering holes are plentiful, and when it's not too humid/freezing/allergenic the city is hard to beat.
