I Call It Shrek’s Swamp

October 4, 2011 at 2:46 am (The Easy Chair)

Ten years ago today I bought a house.

The paperwork had started a few weeks previous, during the week of the September 11, 2001 terrorist attacks on the Twin Towers. I had flown to Colorado Springs to spend a week with my uncle. While there, my sister called to tell me we had been approved for a loan. We were establishing roots, somewhere in the greater Portland area.

Southeast Portland was what we could afford. We looked at various houses, but when we came to the one with the sizable back yard and wall picture of a lake, (the very same mural that graced the wall of the house we grew up in)we knew we were home. Signing the ream of papers was the most grown-up thing I’d ever done.

We took possession of the house October 4, 2001. That very same day I saw Tool in concert for the first time. I was going to make that my last concert. I’d seen a bunch of bands in my lifetime, and the shine of going to concerts had worn off. Tool, however, was so good that I rethought my stance, and have continued to rock on for another decade.

Ten years ago today was a very good day.

Today I go to work. Tonight’s musical treat? Insane Clown Posse is playing at the Roseland. I will not be attending. You couldn’t PAY me to go to that show. But you can pay me to tolerate Juggalos and sell them Faygo, which is what I’ll be doing. Clowny daggers!

The house is doing fine, but needs a thorough cleaning and decluttering. Plans are in the works to use my bro-in-law’s vacation time to give the place an extreme douching. It’ll be like opening a time capsule.

Happy anniversary, homestead.

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