I started working from home three days a week. Welcome to my office.
Lurcat is Matt’s favorite restaurant, so I just assumed that his birthday dinner was there. It is Friday evening, I am just off of work and completely late to his birthday party. I run across Loring Park clutching an overstuffed birthday bag and I am hot sweaty mess by the time I arrive at Lurcat.
The “feels like” temperature was 113 degrees today. My freshness was compromised and the dogs were so unamused.
Tader and I went to the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden for lawn ornament ideas. No garden is complete without a dwarf and a giant cherry.
My favorite sculpture was this one:
Imagine if you had this in your bedroom growing up. I can see myself hanging a Chucky doll in there at night to introduce the kids to Halloween. Is that mean?
Toby Keith’s “I Love This Bar & Grill” in St. Louis Park is hilarious. I throw my cowboy boots on and drag over as many people as I can.
Over the past few months my apartment developed a mouse problem. Actually, I catch about 3 to 5 mice every day, so I think the word infestation is appropriate.
And it’s not just my apartment – tenants on multiple floors have mouse problems too.
Mice are expected during the winter but this summertime infestation was a mystery until today.
I have to show apartments as part of my caretaker duties. One of the apartments on the third floor will become available in two months so I keyed into it to make sure that the unit was clean enough to show.
This apartment sat empty for the past 8 months because the tenants decided to move to Michigan two months into their lease. They kept paying their rent, so this is the first time that I entered the apartment. I key into the apartment and the first thing I see is a kitchen floor caked in mouse shit and dead mice.
The apartment is trashed. There is furniture and random junk everywhere. Dirty dishes fill the sink, and there’s a giant bag of cat food just open on the kitchen floor.
The living room is worse. Rabbit food is everywhere. Mouse shit is everywhere too.
So the reason why my entire building was infested for the past few months is because these clowns left an unlimited supply of food out for the vermin in a vacant apartment.
Rodent infested apartment in Whittier.
I called the management company. They are livid. I’m pissed too. We can’t even clean the unit because they are still in the lease for two months.
I should take pictures and send them a post card…
I turned 25 yesterday. My birthday fell on a Saturday this year, but the celebrations were muted because we just had two holiday weekends (July 4th and Minneapolis Gay Pride). I just felt like staying in, eating cheeseburgers and watching the First 48, but of course that didn’t happen.
They are so over it.
We need to start the dog walks earlier because it always gets too hot for them.
Tader was horrified to hear that I have never been to a museum in Minneapolis so he dragged took me to the Minneapolis Institute of Arts. I minored in art history in college, so I’m not completely ignorant. I just never got around to going to a museum.
Excuses, right?
Well I finally made it to a museum. The MIA is huge and full of fascinating work. Here are some of my favorites:
What a week. There were epic hikes around the lakes, drag shows, dates, and long days at the office. Apparently there is a life after law school.
We underestimated the heat on today’s dog walk. Both dogs collapsed around Cedar Lake.
Tader and I went to see the film “Tree of Life” yesterday. It was so terrible that I suspected that we were part of some experiment to see how bad a movie can be before the entire audience walks out.
Now the trailer makes the movie looks halfway decent:
Last year I went to the Twin Cities Pride Parade and I was thoroughly underwhelmed. I skipped the parade this year and went to Loring Park on Saturday and Sunday.
Saturday was muggy and drizzly, so the park wasn’t very busy.
