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.
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.
It is Minneapolis Gay Pride season again. We started the hilarity off yesterday at the Gay 90’s Miss City of the Lakes Pageant, which was bizarre combination of experienced performers and extremely green queens.
The regular girls are hard to top:
I’m all about the sticker graffiti in the neighborhood. I think it is more clever and interesting than the majority of spray painted graffiti around these parts.
And of course sticker art has its own wikipedia entry. This stuff is so official, folks.
I love summer in Uptown Minneapolis. This is the Uptown theater, where they played Labyrinth.
I decided that I am going to stay in my current apartment building until I buy a house. Ideally this house would have a balcony where I can hang a hammock.
Some of the interesting street art in Uptown right now is in the form of a sticker:
More pictures after the jump.
So it is officially hotter in Minneapolis than it is in Miami. Summer is here, the neighborhood looks lush, and my freshness is compromised.
I had the post written, and then wordpress logged me out. So pictures will have to do.
I walked the dogs in Loring Park almost every day last week, when it wasn’t raining that is…
Today was perfectly dull, and yet just right. Work, dog walk, Top Model, bed.
And Loring Park was so gorgeous today.
The day started with me bumming around downtown Minneapolis. It was rainy, but I wore red suede shoes anyway.
After participating in a Target fire drill, I eventually end up in Uptown where I sat at the Spyhouse until the internet gave out. I think they prevent lingerers by periodically killing the internet for certain users.
There was a pizza/reality-TV detour, but I eventually mopped the tomato sauce off my face and went to the Eagle and met Mike and Jack there. The Eagle was pretty low-key so we eventually end up at Jetset.
Of course Casey and entourage are outside of Jetset, raising hell. Mike and I did the screaming “Hayyy girl!” greeting and then got our shimmy on with a 8-foot-drag queen and her denim-dress-wearing friend. What a perfectly random night.
I freaking love foursquare.
Lush bar is in an industrial area and the bar’s parking lot is down the street, behind a bunch of factories.
It looks like where they find the body on The First 48: train tracks, broken fences, and mattresses. And of course it has a very descriptive name on Foursquare.
