seedy underbelly.

Austin and Portland have a lot in common. Cities on a river, nature-happy, hipsters in plaid, local businesses and brew pubs abound. But having been here over a week, I will draw the conclusion that there is a seedy underbelly in the Northwest unlike any other. Is it the weather that draws out this dirty, shameful side? Maybe because it's always cold and rainy and muddy you want to stay inside, go to a porn movie theater, and litter the floor with popcorn and shame. Maybe it's just too sunny and hot in Austin for this behavior. We swim, we drive everywhere, we BBQ, we sweat out all the toxins. I worry what effect this weather will have on my behavior. I don't want to turn into a porny shuffling along the streets begging for change. I also don't want to be a patchouli-slathering, hippie goddess who only uses muslin rags instead of tampons. I need to find my happy medium. Oh god, I see a patch of sunlight. Must soak up essential UV rays before they disappear in five minutes.