BEES ON YOUR FACE

So where were we? Oh yes, Moondance. I have returned alive, though somewhat the worse for wear. Thankfully, I recover quickly! Here are the things that featured prominently this weekend: the classic rock*, the camping, the hanging out around the campfire, the laughing til it hurt**, the grilling, the Moondance Olympiad***, the drinking, the card-playing, the seagull attack on Klein, ...

i would like to hire someone to do the typing for me.

Happy REO Day!! I am here to say goodbye again, dudes. I think my new blogplan is to just post to tell you every time I’m about to go out of town. Tuesday was my 8-month anniversary with Matt, so we had dinner at the scene of our first date, Grumpy’s. We had the same awesome server and played the ...

don’t bid on my yarn, dammit.

Hola, compadres. I have two minutes to tell you some things and then I have to get back to working on other things. So the weekend-activities, I will paste them from other locations, ta-da: saw Transformers at the drive-in (people who didn’t like it, did you not grow up with the cartoon??) went canoeing on Lake Calhoun (best way to ...

y esta noche quiero mas

Dear hipsters, let’s talk. First of all, the thing with PBR is that it sucks ass. It always has. And while people may have thought you were ironically cool for drinking it for 5 years ago, now you just look like your bar budget was five bucks: two shitty beers and a tip, and not even a buzz to show ...