About Colyn

Well, I moved to Portland for the weather, of course! I'm a fair-skinned redhead, and even though I was born in Daytona Beach and spent the first 30 years of my life in that subtropical state, I'm really not built for it.

It's a lovely place to visit, but to live there? I wilt in the heat. I get sunburnt. I love it here! I still have the ocean and it's mysterious beauty nearby, but I also now have hills, volcanoes, big trees, and lots of cool moist air as well. C'est magnifique.

Portland is also a great town. Not that many places will you find flannel jackets on customers in the downtown Tiffany's. And lines outside of local restaurants on the weekends because brunch is so popular. And you'll find an extinct volcano in the city limits, lots of bike routes and park trails within walking distance, and super-sized health food stores, and some of the best bread I've ever eaten anywhere. And if you really need to get away, the airport will take you almost anywhere.

I work at PSU in one of the accounting offices, and it suits me well. I was a college student for many years (too many?), and have been a baker, sales person, leather stitcher, general office slave, but most importantly I have been a librarian, which is most like my true personality. As Onnie will tell you, my little brain just can't help to catalog things, and I can pick out things that are out of order in the blink of an eye. Including punctuation on a page, crumbs on the counter, and doors that are just slightly ajar. It's a blessing and a curse, but c'est moi.

I also love the fine arts in an audience capacity. I used to play the french horn in college, but now I just like listening to classical music instead of playing it myself. My musical tastes don't just end there, though. I mean, who couldn't like Elvis? Or Chris Isaak? Or Silly Wizard and Jimmy Buffet? Okay, I suppose you could, but I like them. I love museums and dance performances and new restaurants and concerts in the park. I also love to read, but don't seem to find the time to do enough of that.

I love to cook and I love Onnie's cooking. We have a good time with the eats, as many of you may know. My sweet tooth is the cause of all kinds of trouble, but there are worse vices, I suppose. I also love to watch movies and now old television shows that are introduced to me through Netflix. I share Onnie's love of travel and of seeing new things in new locations. I just can't wait to get on a plane next year. I could simply taste my way around Europe and be in bliss... with Onnie by my side, naturally!

My life has found me here in this magical land, and I have met the man I have been seeking since forever and a day. Life is very very good indeed.

About Onnie

Onnie Granados is a figure long shrouded in mystery. He is rumored to have been born in 1963 in Los Angeles, California, but legend loses track of him after his family moved to Klamath Falls, Oregon, somewhere in the early 1970's. It was there that his parents owned and operated a motorcycle and saw-filing shop and he cut his baby teeth, so to speak, on BSA and Triumph motorcycles of the era. This may explain his ongoing love of all things British, except for treacle.

After an uneventful childhood consisting of alternating bouts of launching model rockets with his best friend Bob, and putting out small fires, records indicate that moved with his family to Kennewick, Washington, in 1978, and finally graduated high school in 1981 and spend the next couple of years going to a local community college, saving up money to go to film school.

He left Kennewick for California in 1984, got a job in working at bicycle shop in Cupertino, California, and started taking classes at San Jose State University, majoring in Radio-Television-Film. It was there that he realized that this biography was going to take forever at this rate, so, using tricks he learned from his esteemed script-writing teacher, Clarence Flick (yes that was his real name), he (Onnie) glossed over the next twenty years or so in a lovely, yet insightful, montage of events that was, alas, left on the cutting room floor due to an inability to secure overseas music rights.

When asked how and why and where he met Colyn, he told us to bugger off because he wasn't one to kiss and tell, so as to what spell she cast on him, we can only guess. But as we left him, he leaned back in his chair, an enigmatic smile on his face, and quoted Raymond Chandler ...

"Then he picked the glass up and tasted it and sighed again and shook his head sideways with a half smile; the way a man does when you give him a drink and he needs it very badly and it is just right and the first swallow is like a peek into a cleaner, sunnier, brighter world."