The fight for justice for Oregon’s transgender inmates.
Kristina Olvera wants to enjoy the simple pleasures of crossing her legs when she sits, applying eyeliner and pouting her lips.
Her landlord disapproves when she plays with her hair, grows out her n
Portlander Katherine Dunn’s oddball masterpiece still resonates 25 years after its publication.
Kurt Cobain and Courtney Love were fans. Terry Gilliam—former Monty Pythonite and the director of Time Bandits, Brazil and Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas—calls
it “the most romantic novel abou
This spring, voters will choose between two seasoned politicos who want to rehab Multnomah County’s scandal-plagued brand.
Multnomah County government is like plumbing: essential but only noticed when there’s a mess.
most recent pipe break occurred last summer, when the tawdry personal
life of then-Multnomah C
Yoga classes for nudists, booty shakers and cheapskates, plus local gear and a field guide to Portland yoga studios.
When it comes to yoga, Portland isn’t the “most” anything.
We don’t have the
most studios per capita. Or teachers. We don’t have scads of
Lululemon-armored yogalebrities offering swank
The booze-free strip club that local teens turned into an icon.
In June, Portland will lose a legend. For
three decades, the Jiggles sign at exit 289 on I-5 has stood as a
tantalizing promise of adult privilege to adolescent males of all ages.
It may be diff
Clackamas County tycoon Terry Emmert is bringing pro football players to Portland. Why?
The kingdom of Terry Emmert is easy to miss from Oregon Route 212.
A state highway that
wears its sprawl as proudly as a new Carhartt jacket, 212 stretches east
from Interstate 205 to Boring, sl
What comes to mind when you think about why you love
Portland? Powell’s, beer, strippers, third-wave coffee, food carts,
weird doughnuts, water fountains that don’t stop running, plastic hor
Match, Tinder and shiny balls: it’s tough to pick up a spare man in Portland.
Steve’s “tell” should have been his cedar-encased iPhone. Then again, I was never much of a poker player.
It’s an unseasonably
warm Saturday and thanks to OkCupid, a free dating site wildl
There’s a new business in Portland’s Real Chinatown—marijuana.
Sunny Chan has a lot of history at Yummy
Garden, the Brooklyn neighborhood restaurant he used to own, and at
another restaurant he owned, Chinese Garden in Gresham.
there’s change afo
It’s a new morning for pot in Portland. We clear the haze.
Our brains are wired for weed.
It’s true. There are
proteins called cannabinoid receptors just sitting up there, waiting to
be activated. Whenever you toke up, those molecules come alive. You