Jeff Lynott

Editor, Chief, Mastermind

With the simple goal of creating community, and connecting the various fragments  of it, I write… and write, almost stubbornly, about the neighborhood I live and thrive in: Foster-Powell. It’s not your typical Portland neighborhood, which is fitting, as I’m not your typical writer. Or am I? I suppose I’d be lying if I said, “This will just be your run-of-the-mill blog, highlighting  some of the savory parts of outer SE Portland.” Because, really, this blog is gonna blow your mind, and everything you read will show you just how fantastic FoPo is. Actually, I’m aiming for somewhere in the middle. As for who I am. That’s the boring part. I’m a dreamer, a devoted husband, some-day (hopefully) dad, amateur green thumb, absent-minded introvert, reluctant socialite, and lover of the following in no particular order: conspiracy theories, family and friends, the San Francisco Giants, bison (mostly alive, but the occasional burger too), Ireland, my wife, 1980′s and early 90′s rap music, the mountains, and Good Will Hunting.

Noelle Labrousse

Editor, Chief, Introvert

Noelle K Labrousse is a Mother, Writer, and business owner with an absurd and innate need to promote the little guy. A native to Portland, Labrousse has a keen understanding and commitment to sustainability and the power of community. When she is not on a deadline, Labrousse can be found immersed in a ballgame and hopping around the FoPo with her daughter, Birdie.

Eric Raymond Almaguer

Contributor, Writer, Scribe

I’m going to make this simple as to avoid confusion and possible incarceration:  My name is Eric and I’m a degenerate.  I like to drink in excess, say outlandish things and generally create awkward situations whenever possible. Why?  I’m not really sure.  I think it’s because I was never held as a child.  I was born in Sacramento, CA in 1974 at the same time a Smallpox epidemic was ravishing India.  Although geographically I was never in any danger, that doesn’t stop me from boasting of being a pandemic survivor.

More man than legend, and really not even that much man, I graduated from the Academy of Arts College in San Francisco with a degree in Film, then moved to Los Angeles to pursue a career in screenwriting.  My first script, “The Substitute Dick”, was optioned by an independent producer.  My second script, “Fat Jockey”, was picked up by an agent and shopped around town where it eventually won The Writer’s Arc Fellowship Screenwriting Award.  During the fellowship, I wrote my third script, “Real Men Don’t Need Closure”,which landed several meetings with producers and studio executives.

Recently, my cousin asked me to marry her.  Not in the sense that Kentuckians marry their cousins, rather, to become a Holy Vessel and preside over her ceremony in an official capacity.  With the click of a button, the internets made me a man of the cloth.  I’m now fully licensed to perform every function of the church except circumcisions.  Speaking of circumcisions, I recently had my first baby boy, Lyric James Almaguer, who is music to my heart.  I currently live in sin in Portland, OR with my MILFy girlfriend, her 3-year old son, our 5-month old baby, and my giant box of wine.  We enjoy eating Top Ramen and huddling by the trash fire in the center of our kitchen where we burn my short stories for warmth.

DOCTOR ALAN SMITHEE

Contributor & Advice Columnist

Today is day 7,354 of the impasse between Linda and I.  I can’t help but wonder if maybe it really is over between us.  But it can’t be.  I know she still loves me.  She never gave the ring back.  That means something.  It’s got to.  Oh, why is she such a devil woman?!  Years ago I got wind she re-married, but I know it’s just a farce, another desperate ploy to break my resolve.  When will she realize her mistake and come groveling back? It’s had to have an affect on our son.  Today some scallywag from the Willamette brought her boy into the bar and it reminded me of Jack, my boy.  I wonder what he looks like these days.  How long has it been? Six years?  Ten?  What’s he doing? What kind of beer does he drink?  I wish I knew my son better, but I don’t want to be a part-time Dad.  No, no…I want more than that.  The whole enchilada.  With red sauce and seasoned beef.  Perhaps some diced onions. And the cheese — it should be all melty, with a dollop of that soured cream everyone’s raving about.  I wonder what they make that from.  Soured cream.  The world is big.

Ask Dr. Smithee send an internet message to fosterpowellpdx@gmail.com with your question and name,  he is extremely attentive.

THE TRANSITION FAQ 

The transition is taking place as we type. Please stay with us loyal readers to keep up with Foster-Powell’s day-to-day.

Contact fosterpowellpdx@gmail.com with any inquiries, comments, or ideas you may have.

How will I make contributions to the discussion  or start one of my own?

You have the following options at this time:

1. Add your comment and we will approve it right away

2. Email us at fosterpowellpdx@gmail.com and we will post your words gladly!

What changes can I expect?

We are working diligently to make the new site as accessible, diverse, and interactive as the community itself.  More reviews, local business input, and events are on the line.

Who is running this thing?

Well, we are silly. We all are. The “About” section does feature the two folks who build and maintain the site, but the site is intended to be an open forum. We welcome your feedback and ideas to make this all happen.

Will there be advertisements on the new site?

Yes, but they will be dedicated to local small businesses. We will maintain the integrity of the site visually and ethically. The rates are kept low and will cover the basics of running the site. If you have an ad to run, let us know. Community comes first!