Portland will stay weird. Don't worry, Wall Painter.
I'm a big fan. I ended up in Portland to check out a law school there, Lewis & Clark. I think the name is a bit weird, and it makes it sound like I'm thinking of going to a school where we learn how to make lean-tos and rafts out of logs. In fact, I was talking with another "prospective student" about names we wish it was called instead. All of them were taken though. Portland, Northwestern, Oregon... We also decided "really-awesome-wooded-campus in Portland" would just be a bit cumbersome.
The name Lewis & Clark is growing on me though. Which is good, because I'm really considering going there this fall.
Of course, the fact that I'm looking at other schools means that I got denied by UW. Yup. Rejected like a Yugo at an auto show... Smitten like the Canaanites... Shown the door like a houseguest who creepily told you that he's been using your toothbrush the last two weeks... Thrown in a dark corner of the room to be forgotten like a pair of Sketcher's Shapeups... I went through the various stages of grief, beat my steering wheel and moped about in a low-lying cloud of ashen sorrow, and then rose out of it to realize I still have some awesome options.
Back to the topic though—I'm liking Portland. Green, diverse, and quirky. If I end up there, I think it'll be a good fit.
