Binga's

In case you haven't heard, one of the best spots in Portland, Binga's Wingas, has been the victim of a pretty bad fire. It might sound crazy coming from a vegetarian, but I loved that spot and got to have some real fun times there with various friends. I'll never forget puking up Chernobyl sauce the first time I tried it...

I swear sometimes that I am living out a final destination-esque life. If I put it into the universe it comes back to me somehow. Yesterday Ballard and I were talking on going to Binga's Wingas for lunch then we decided against it. I woke up this morning and found out the place had burnt and I was like 'oh fuck I almost went there yesterday!' Just shows you how each session and day is a gift, be it going out, riding, seeing a friend or loved one, etc. Enjoy it while you can because it could end tomorrow. R.I.P. Binga's, come back soon!