halibut tacos

everyday i drive home from work i have to pass through dundee, a sweaty pore of oregon. (if salem is the armpit, dundee is a sweaty pore). the traffic is always awful, but not until you pass the storage place that signals the start of the pore. the storage place, in the grand tradition of all mini-storage facilities always has a trying-to-be-clever-and-witty message on their readerboard. right now it's "room to store and a whole lot more." really? what the hell else can you really do there besides store? anyhow, deep within the pore is this restaurant called calamity janes, and i have memorized their specials for mon, tue, and wed (the days i work). monday: herb baked chicken, tuesday: halibut tacos, wednesday: bbq ribs. the next landmark i pass is the infamous (well, if you went to george fox) lumpy's landing, "your bodacious bar and grill." i have to give them credit for possibly being the only bar in oregon to have the word "bodacious" on their sign, or at the most one of five. lumpy's was the place for all the rebellious kids to go on thursday nights for karoake. it's pretty much just a rectangle of concrete with walls, and i forgot to mention that the sign has this dude on it with a parachute strapped to his back, whom i can only assume is lumpy. i know the crawl of dundee is over when i pass the actually clever readerboard of dundee pizza company..."all you need is love and pizza...get both here." too bad they changed it because i was planning on going in and cashing in on that love offer.