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Podcast: Your Next Portland (Yawn) Mayor and Hey You Guys! Mommy’s Got Her Groove Back

It’s this week’s little 10 minute talk that finds it’s way into 2 hours of The Weather Report every Monday at noon on House of Sound. I like the brevity of this little nibble of a podcast. Will it grow to 15, 20 or 30 minutes in the future? Perhaps. Let’s just see how this all goes, shall we?

My pre-show antics were consumed watching a live stream of Charlie Hales and Jefferson Smith debate- well gosh, that’s such a strong word here in Portland isn’t it? Let’s say discuss why they think they’d do a really swell job if elected mayor of Portland. Sure, I miss the spikey days of classic American political debate like a Burr vs. Hamilton, but this is the 21st century and Portland after all. Which is why I started to question- why is this mayoral race so boring? Where’s the keeping it weird Portland vibe that we all love in our politics?

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Personal Post: Not @ SXSW

This week marks the one year anniversary of my trip to South by Southwest (SXSW). It had been planned to be a productive and fun event, mixing with local and regional social media and tech folks. Instead, it turned out to be a deeply personal, darkly callous occasion that set in motion the dismantling of what I had cared about and been most proud of in my life for the last 10 years. There was one event that was magical for me- The Read Write Web party and concert at Austin City Limits- but for the most part I found myself among festive people, yet feeling completely isolated and alone. I will always remember SXSW 2010 as the point in time that my marriage abruptly ended and I began a new journey as a single father.

As much as we can try to affect positive change in life by our actions, there are moments where life changes you through the acts of others. What comes after- what you lose and what you keep of yourself- is what remains of who you will be. In the last year I’ve struggled to define who I am in a now unfamiliar place. Through the caring of a few friends that have been there for me throughout all of this, I believe I’m starting to see myself again. Thank you.