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Held Vegan Belts
3033 NE Alberta Street
Alberta Arts District
Portland, OR 97211
(503) 288-8866
http://www.yelp.com/biz/held-vegan-belts-portland-2
Leaving reviews on sites like the above Yelp and the Googles are very helpful. Leave a tag to the website http://m3house.org if you interested in showing support another way. We still have one intern position to fill come to the store ready to work and have some belt fun.
I have been experimenting with streaming live video from the shop cause its almost non-stop adventure and fun, peril and certainly shenanigans aplenty. Always on the lookout for un-upcycled "waste" like bits from the rainbarrelman's barrels that are now lovely new belt buckles.
Tuesday is the official HELD Vegan Music Day. Come in and jam out with the drums, guitar, bass, mic, drum machine, sequencer, foot stomping, handclapping, electro-jizzelle-flapper good time happy-making. Last Tuesday Rusty brought a whole recording studio and it was so much fun; I didn't make it to the emergency room but it was way more fun.
On the oncology front I am sick and fucking tired of having only half a face. My mind is rapidly deteriorating and recovery seems to be taking more energy than I have; I thought I could ride my bike to work but it wears me out. I'm really enjoying creating the new designs everyday and my friends pop into the scene and before I know it I'm not thinking about cancer at all! Come check out the rad new stuff I just started using the coolest new brass snaps and stuff.
Bumbling Along The Spiritual Path

I went in for the final surgery and yes it was very scary but I have to be frank about this part. I believe everything works out for the absolute best not because I'm a lunatic but because when I was busy minoring in psychology I came across too much evidence which says that optimists live longer happier lives. It is sometimes very hard to do but I have been practicing for a long time. Another thing I consciously did was telling myself that the surgeons have all the power now and I can do nothing. I let go. Now I could relax and enjoy it.
As I was coming too in the post cutting stupor blurred by amazing drugging an air of confusion began to own me. Melinda was holding me and that was very comfortable but her face held another truth... "cadaver bone..." I could only grab a little bit at a time "...come back in a month..." so I guess the leg bone hadn't fused properly. They were able to cut my face up very well and remove a bunch the excess leg material and metal bits however they will have to go in again adding bone from a corpse. Great. Fabulous. I'll have to wait an additional 7-8 months for the surgery I was supposed to have yesterday or was it the day before? The drugs are wearing off and the pain is coming on and I've been in the bathtub close to four hours now.
A friend came to the house and is helping Melinda and I am fucking hurting ow. Shit this hurts but I am glad that it isn't worse. My brother was shot in the head by a cop at close range he was a little younger than I am now. I can't believe this is happening sometimes and sometimes I find out this is for the people around me as much as my experience. I turn on the jets in the tub and the noise takes the pain away only for a minute.
Thanks for watching the store you are incredibly amazing fabulous women and I dearly love you. The HELD store is for the critters and it is important that it holds certain ethical standards. My god this pain. I need the jets and bubbles. I wash my face every few minutes sorry. Please join the FB stuff and volunteer at the shop No FBI allowed.


