Eugene
So I just got back from Eugene and well, it rocked. Today was John's birthday (most people know him as "Heavy J.") so my brother, Adam and me drove down there to celebrate. We decided we should get some grub so we pick up things to make Sishkabobs. Nothing more fine than sitting on a big porch with keg shaped BBQ eating meat and various vegetables off a stick.
It started getting dark when a bum staggered up and started a confrontation with John in front of the porch. The bum mumbled off and started yelling "bum language" at us then told us we're all gonna die. Ironically it happened right when John's girlfriend was gonna ride her bike home alone which was in the bum's intended path. We all decided to walk her there with a wrench in hand (John's) when we came across some younger "punk" kids. They asked us for directions then we warned them about the "mumbling bum in the green shirt". They look scared like their not from around town. While talking to them I noticed a man standing in his doorway across the street looking at us. When I noticed him he walked into his house and slammed the door in a angry way. Eugene is an interesting town.
It started getting dark when a bum staggered up and started a confrontation with John in front of the porch. The bum mumbled off and started yelling "bum language" at us then told us we're all gonna die. Ironically it happened right when John's girlfriend was gonna ride her bike home alone which was in the bum's intended path. We all decided to walk her there with a wrench in hand (John's) when we came across some younger "punk" kids. They asked us for directions then we warned them about the "mumbling bum in the green shirt". They look scared like their not from around town. While talking to them I noticed a man standing in his doorway across the street looking at us. When I noticed him he walked into his house and slammed the door in a angry way. Eugene is an interesting town.