Americans are disgustingly fat. I’m allowed to say so because not long ago, I was disgustingly fat.
Three years ago, I
weighed close to 300 pounds. I would like to tell you being a big, lazy
A guide to alternative medicine for the bewildered.
Why are Portlanders so drawn to therapies
outside the medical mainstream? Maybe it’s our general love of
deviance, or just because we’re broke, unemployed and can’t afford a
trip to Kaiser
Like so many others, this voyage of discovery begins with a game of Ms. Pac-Man.
I’d lost, again, and decided to regroup by ridding my body of the PBR
that was surely affecting my game. Instead
Oregon’s vast Christmas tree harvest relies on helicopters—and Mexico.
The Huey comes in low out of the south, slinging 4,000 pounds of living-room decoration on its tow line.
Hovering 50 feet
above a patch of hard-packed dirt and gravel, the helicopter gently sets
Having read this week’s cover story (“The Portlandification of Brooklyn”, Willamette Week August 10th, 2011), which paints Brooklyn
as Portland-plus-money-and-ambition, you may be considering a
A photographer’s ’70s-era portraits of Portland’s lost souls get a new life.
Whatever Ellis Island’s pleasant fictions
about the poor, meek or hungry, Portland’s Old Town has always welcomed
them in earnest. It has been a century-long home to the transient or