Hip and Happenin’ Massage Groove

I’m in Portland for a week or so, which is really great, but I’ve been sad about not being able to practice massage while up here. I’m still out of practice from the long summer break, and I’d really like to get back in form.

Success 1: Dan and Melody have a friend, Laurie, who had a massage table sitting unused in her garage. Score.

Success 2: Hrm, where can I set up the table? Dan and Melody have Owen, their son, and his hoarde of friends. It’s hard to find the right combination of privacy, space and atmosphere for doing massage with the Huns storming through the house. Oh, right! I just happen to own a fabulous house right down the street that is unoccupied. Score.

Success 3: Sheets? Oh, right, I have clean sheets (courtesy of Kurt) in the camper bus. Music? Borrow a pair of computer speakers (courtesy of Ed) and plug in the iPod. Sweet.

So, I have the hip and happenin’ massage groove going on just down the street. If any of my Portland pals are interested in a massage during the next week, just let me know. My elbow is still bothering me, so I’m probably only good for one a day. So, first come, first served.