no. more. summer.

So, some things from today. On my way home over the 494 bridge, the lil rig had an unfortunate encounter with a tire. I saw said tire come tearing off a semi, and was ready to swerve to avoid it, except that the car ahead of me was not so adept and sent it flying directly under Chico. Since my ...

mmmullet.

You again? Yesterday, I put on my bright-and-early hat and walked 20 miles. It went well. I averaged 4mph, which is awesome for that kind of distance. I still have trouble telling myself to take breaks, apart from stopping to use the bathroom. I do this thing: ‘I’ll just cross back over to Calhoun, then stop. No, I’ll just finish ...

oh, stuff.

Hello, and welcome! This may make no sense! I’m going freeform. Let me scribble this on a napkin for you. Knowing you, you’ll just put it through the wash in your pants pocket anyway. Apparently houses take longer to unload than, say, free kittens or drugs. I’m wondering about listing it on eBay. Would that violate the contract with the ...

the dregs

So, ok! Today whilst rushing headlong around the lake somewhat reeling and myopic (because hypoglycemia is its very own carnival ride, my friends), I came to a conclusion about why the locals’ spirits take a nosedive this time of year. It’s not even back-to-school or the impending freeze, it’s the festivals. The beginning of summer in Minneapolis is awesome, as ...