So, Paul and I spent only one night up at the Riverhouse last week but I did get some photos of the inside. It is nothing fancy and has sort of become a catch all for everyone’s left over stuff. Also, when Paul and I stay alone we sort of jsut leave out stuff everywhere and sleep in the livingroom in front of the fire. There are two small bedrooms, but why sleep there when you have a view like this right next to you.
wall of windows
looks out onto this
and this right out side the window
looking down the house from the living room through the dining room and into the kitchen
snack-y means on the kitchen island where we do jigaw puzzles and crossword puzzles
relax by the fire to the sound of the river rushig by
Paul played his beat up old accoustic guitar and tries to make me sing with him.
Paul with his shaggy hair and the orange-y-ness of the wood paneling at the Riverhouse make paul look like he stepped out of the 70's
Fire.
Today I think I’m going to Stumptown Comic’s fest to see if maybe someone wants to buy copies of Stolen Sharpie Revolution and check out the comic-y goodness. I’m also hungry and thinking of going to the Food cart fest too. Where else but Portland is there a festival of food carts? I love this city!
Alex Wrekk 