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If the titles of artworks in Barbara MacCallum’s Appropriating Science at the Jordan Schnitzer Museum of Art through Jan. 28 remind you of a movie called The Effects of Gamma Rays on Man-in-the-Moon Marigolds, as they do me, it’s because they are similarly titled after scientific investigations.

I married my high-school sweetheart at 17, had a baby, together a few years, mental illness and subsequent infidelity led to things ending. My ex-husband remarried, divorced again, and is now in another LTR. I’m in a LTR for a decade with my current partner (CP), we have a few kids, and I’m so in love with him, it terrifies me. My ex frequently makes sexual remarks to me, low-key flirts. I feel an animal attraction in the moment. Whatever. I don’t want to be with him, my relationship with CP is solid AF, and I get amazing fucking at home from a man far more skilled.

Driving to work on these foggy winter days, I like to listen to Bach. His clean, cerebral music helps keep the cold fog at bay, and it always reminds me of pleasant summer nights at the Oregon Bach Festival.

Now I wonder how much longer the 47-year-old festival will continue.

A new proposal in Oakridge would allow industry to develop in the area, but environmental activists say the plan will worsen already poor winter air quality and it’s too soon to invite industry into the rural town.

Around this time, on and off for the past several years, Eugene Weekly has asked readers and community members to say what they dream of for Eugene. (Truthfully, we actually ask about Springfield and Lane County, too, but let’s face it, “I dream of Eugene” kind of rhymes.)

This year, we decided to focus on the little things that we already love about this town. Here are our staff picks as well as some thoughts from community members. Dream on.

Almost everywhere he goes, veteran Robert Hendrix of Eugene brings along his longhaired Chihuahua. Although Little Man is a service dog, Hendrix often gets stopped, questioned and sometimes even harassed for having a dog with him. 

“I don’t have an apparent disability, and he doesn’t look like a service dog,” Hendrix said.

The pure waters of Beaughan Spring have poured through the taps of the small town of Weed, California, for more than 100 years. But according to Springfield-based Roseburg Forest Products (RFP), the lumber company owns Weed’s water and has the right to sell it to Crystal Geyser to bottle it and sell it to places like Japan, far from the town on the slopes of Mount Shasta.

The small in statue but large in stature bronzed man who sits on the log outside the Eugene Public Library was a generous man. He and pioneer partner, Charnelton Mulligan, each donated 40 acres of land to be used to build our county seat.  

• Local homeless advocate Arwen Maas-DeSpain sent us this photo taken at 11:30 pm Dec. 23 in downtown Eugene. She observes, that it was “33 degrees, Egan not open and in downtown Eugene there is an army of unused heat lamps under the shelters where people are not allowed to sleep.”

Clean energy. Wireless charging. A world connected by invisible communication technology. For many, these technologies are today’s reality and tomorrow’s hope — but they were first realistically envisioned more than a century ago by a Serbian-American immigrant whose name most of us know only because a new car is named after him. 

“No big bands ever play Eugene.” 

I frequently hear variations on this sentiment repeated by local music fans — and it drives me nuts. 


 Bob Keefer’s excellent review (Celebrating Two Lives in Paint,” 12/14) brands Margaret Coe’s and Mark Clarke’s art practice with the DNA found in the regional art of the Northwest.

I am a 22-year-old Italian man, 100 percent straight, sensitive and sporty. I have been reading Savage Love for years in Internazionale. I have one question for you: Why do I always fall in love with lesbians? Why do I instantly fall in love with girls who have that something more in their eyes? Something melancholy and perhaps insecure? Girls whom I’d rather protect and embrace than take to bed? The last three girls who fit this description all turned out to be lesbians.

In what has already proven something of a banner year for movies, writer/director Guillermo del Toro plunges in just under the wire with what is easily his finest film to date, and one of the best of the year. The Shape of Water is a flawlessly executed fairy tale in the classic sense, meaning it ain’t for little kids. The movie is unflinchingly erotic and unsparingly violent, sprung from a mature and tragic sensibility that is well harmonized between poles of secular grotesquery and fabulist pomp, all of it coming together under a singular vision that, in this instance, deserves to be called epic.

Growing up Jewish in cold, snowy Minnesota meant I knew my community well. But it also meant that I had to navigate the winter holidays — surrounded by my extended interfaith family — by explaining to outsiders that, “No, I don’t celebrate Christmas, but I have family that does.” 

I have no Christmas spirit. Maybe it’s Hallmark and Lifetime’s fault for turning one of the most important religious holidays of the year into a cliché. Taking a stab at corporatization and greed is almost too easy, but I’m not above picking low-hanging fruit. 

Everyone thinks her family is uniquely strange, and I’m no different in that regard. When it comes to Christmas, my family has a number of odd traditions — one is the traditional “argument over where to get the tree this year,” in which my mom insists that we go to a you-cut tree farm and get a “tree that actually looks good for once,” while my dad insists that we chop down a tree from our backyard. 

Ten consecutive freezing nights in Eugene earlier this month have stretched homelessness resources to a breaking point, with exhausted volunteers staying at Egan Warming Center locations night after night.

Every year, EW writers ask the community, “What groups should people donate to?” And we focus our annual Give Guide on local nonprofits that need your support, be it through a tax-deductible monetary donation or through volunteering your time. 

Every year we bemoan the fact that we don’t have enough pages to include every single deserving group. You know you live in a caring community when you have an abundance of groups helping their fellow humans, animals and world around us. 

And so now, as we’ve done for at least a decade, we ask you to read, donate and write us letters to tell us who you think your community should give to. Send your thoughts to letters@eugeneweekly.com for your community members to read.

The Hwy 46 Project, a proposed thinning plan in the Breitenbush Watershed in the Willamette National Forest, is facing pushback from locals and forest activists in the state.

Longtime forest activist Michael Donnelly moved to the Breitenbush area in 1986 and has been active in a number of projects there ever since. He was a plaintiff in a 1986 lawsuit that was the first to stop ancient forest logging, and he helped shape the Northwest Forest Plan.

Lotte Streisinger was a fierce advocate, a force for the arts, for the crafts and for this community for more than half a century. She died peacefully at home surrounded by her family on Dec. 6 at age 90. A memorial service will be held 5:30 pm Jan. 6 at Temple Beth Israel.

Serra, a cannabis dispensary in Eugene, will permanently close its doors here on Thurs., Dec. 21. The dispensary, which markets itself as selling “quality drugs,” notified its Eugene staff of the decision on Dec. 14. 

With Storm Kennedy as guest emcee, the City Club of Eugene’s “Gifts to the City” program Dec. 15 was great fun.

Born in Palmer, Alaska, Aaron Orton moved with his parents to Lane County, Oregon, when he was eight. “My dad met my mother here in the ’70s,” he says, “in Gowdyville, beyond Lorane. We came back and lived on Spencer Creek Road.” Orton went to high school in Crow through junior year, then finished at Churchill High in Eugene. “I joined the Marines Infantry two weeks after graduation,” he says. “I was in Iraq from July 2004 to February 2005.