Vinceland

Well, not really.

But it is the perfect truck for us.
And it even has a Flex Fuel badge to make me feel better about myself.
Thanks Lori!!

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I didn’t coin the phrase “Girls are the new Guys.” It might have been Denis, I can’t remember. But over and over, this theme has been repeatedly evidenced in the behavior, attitudes and general outlook of the ladies that are around me. It’s possible that no better example of this theory exists but in the [...]

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I will start with an apology to the likes of Aaron Draplin and other Portlanders who are unhappy with (…or LEERY of…) the Vermontification of Oregon. I guess when you combine enough transplants from one area of the country in a new one, they begin to recreate the societal norms of the zone they hailed [...]

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My mom called. My two oldest friends called. My brother’s connected. My co-workers remembered with cake. Many friends sent wishes. A bunch of us are meeting tonight for sushi and beers in No. Po.
And this…
Dear Vincent:
I love you very very much.
I’m so happy to share my life with you.

Love, your wife.

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We’ve been in Portland, Oregon for almost 7 months.
I’ve been married for just over 2 months.
I’ve been around Earth just about 33 years.
I’ve been a Melvins fan about 10 years.
I’ve wanted to play the drums for over 15 years.
I’ve been overweight for 25 years. (Some might argue more…but it’s been about 40 for you, lard [...]

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