[from Portland OR] Charmed, utterly charmed. First, charmed at being on
the Portland Weird Homes Tour. But this weird home was way out in the woods of
Portland. I almost skipped it until I read up and realized this was the only
weird home I actually needed to see. An electrical engineer who decided: best
to drag a plane through the woods and transform it into a home … … Second,
charmed that I managed to wiggle my Honda Civic up the hill and between trees …
to where a full-sized airplane somehow also made it, to be inexplicably situated
flat in the middle of the woods.
Third, charmed by Bruce Campbell. For the
record, his blue eyes were so clear I could see into the back of his brain.
But, I was moved when he touched my arm as he spoke to me. Sure, he did the
same to every person he spoke to after me. Typical Burner move. In another vote
for Bruce, he released the teen girl in fishnet stockings and a bathing suit who
was locked in his bathroom. He explained it was just because, you know, how it’s
set up. Fourth, charmmmmmed by the unexpected DJ on the wing of the plane and the
crowd of adorable kids doing fascinating dance things. The scene was totally
inconsistent with all of the other weird homes, in so many ways. And I
especially enjoyed how the Weird Home Tour volunteers were stressing out, using
their little walkie talkies to facilitate moving cars up through the trees, to
facilitate moving cars back down through the trees, and to tell each other how
fucked up it was that this had turned into a dance party. It turns out this was
a DJ audition for future collaborations between Bruce and Murderboat
Productions. I couldn't figure out which DJ I saw. Standout lyrics for ignorant me: “Everytime I come around yo city,
Bling bling.”
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