Bearkats can haz new shoes.

Portland you are one sexy lady of a city. I have not seen much of the west coast but you are by far the most glorious city I have seen yet. From the co-op, to bike weddings, naked bike rides, Rogue Brewery, Mississippi Pizza (gluten free pizza/beer) you have stolen my heart big P. Please send it back to me on a tandem bicycle.



The first show we had in/around Portland was a house show. Nick's Mom set up a lovely venue at her home We arrived in Portland on the wee hours of the night and then woke up to play a show for some of Nick's oldest friends and family. The setup was a lovely mix of blankets, chairs and grass. The show went well despite our tip jar somehow turning into an icecream trash can. Kyle suggested it was probably someone who had a trashcan moment of panic. Trashcan!?!?!tiny suitcase???!?! But atleast our wallets now smell like yum yum icecream candy.


So after Portland we hit the road and traveled to Seattle, WA. It was gloomy, misty and wonderful. Living in LA for a year will really make you appreciate rainfall and all of its shadowy, murky loveliness. This was another house concert called "New Crompton". Apparently this venue was the "old hang" for a little grungy flannelly shirt wearing band named Nirvana. Perdy neats, perdy neats indeed. Anyway. The show was quant and lovely. We have also become masters of car eating and early morning hangs. As you can see here with kyle's sassy face and yummy vegan eats from a can. You spill it. I'll hurt you.

And also Kyle might be twelve. (My face is twelve).

So after Seattle we headed a bit farther north into Bellingham, WA. Where this Bearkat had to buy herself some new shoes. Apparently, your feet can shrink 1/2 a size.


1/2 size smaller. Still all the sass. I'm embarrassed I added these shoes to this blog.

OOoook.
Thats all I have for now. More updates on Bellingham. Creepy German towns on the way to Twisp. "The Band House". 2 am drives. Bozeman Montana. Yellow Stone. 2 hours of sleep. Bovine crossings. Driving to Minnesota. The Mangan Clan. Minneapolis shows.

Bearkats do not care for rotten pears. Not in here. And not in there. Bearkats do not like the pears that rot. Not a bit. No, No. Not. Not.