ashland, or sex for safety tour september 2007
we pulled into ashland on our day off because matt and laena both had friends there. i guess laena grew up there at some point and matt went to college there before dropping out because of warcraft or some trouble he got into, never was sure. we pulled up to laenas friends first her friends boyfriend was southern oregons biggest weed dealer. which is saying something if you’ve ever been to oregon. he pulled out a giant black trashbag that was filled with highgrade marijuana and gave us free reign. we ended up going to visit matts friends who had this compound a mile away. the town there is pretty crazy especially at night. felt like another world. think disneyland with no people. we went over there and drank whiskey and talked about music played some ping pong, there was a motorcycle parked somewhere. we decided to walk to some party. there was a cat. i hardly talk to matt or laena now but i actually stay in touch with a couple of the guys from that night. it sort of sums up oregon just the most genuine people you will ever meet, well in the right circumstances. usually when people tell me i’ll like somebody it never works out but this time it did. we agreed to meet back up in the morning and we headed back to weed dealers place and i crashed on a giant blue beanbag which was very comfortable. or was it a sleeping bag. i dont know. in the morning we checked out some crazy waterfalls met up with the boys for grub, im pretty sure i wanted to sleep with one of their girlfriends. she gave me looks over breakfast i liked. the whole reason i wanted to write this story was to get down on paper what happened back at the weed dealers place after. we were waiting for laena back at the guys place. matt was helping himself to the guys bong when suddenly the door flys open and its an older couple. WHAT THE FUCK!? the guys parents? shit. Matt literally throws the bong under the table and the guys parents just happen to be visiting i guess. we exchange pleasantries and the dad grabs the bong and starts smoking weed. oh. its like that. he was into yoga or something and i told him my back was killing me from all the driving and we did an impromptu stretch thing. it was talked about a lot on the way back down. we went to pick laena up and i remember this icelandic looking blonde girl she was with staring daggers at me. i have her picture somewhere. we picked her up and went on our way. ashlands a great town.
