Well look who I finally got to stand still for a proper picture!
It’s about 10pm and Halvers and I are 50 feet onto the lake.
The dogs slide on the snow around us. We both have our blackberries out, googling “is the ice on Lake of the Isles safe to walk on?”
Google has nothing for us.
There is a huge abandoned building in the Minnehaha falls park that used to house the Department of the Interior’s Bureau of Mines.
So it was a confusing story, but apparently the mother of the kittens was killed by a raccoon, who was killed by a possum.
And another year begins.
Break is fairly busy because I work full time, volunteer, and occasionally throw some attention at the dogs, boyfriend, and music production.
But I made time to be social on New Year’s Eve. Actually, I felt crabby and wanted to go to bed early, but Halvers threatened encouraged me to go out with the Calhoun Shore crew.
I’m glad he did, because it was a lot of fun.
The night started at Kristin’s house and then we skipped to Lush.
The celebration was somewhat subdued because the hostess did the midnight countdown 5 minutes early. Apparently the clock on the DJ’s computer is fast. We had a private countdown at the appropriate time.
We skipped to Jetset Bar shortly after midnight because we got sick of the nondescript house music at Lush. Most gay men have a high tolerance for nondescript house music, but it just got excessive, so to Jetset we went…
Jetset was amazing. The small bar was so packed that steam came out of the front door.
We danced to everything from “Hit Me Baby One More Time” to “Whip My Hair.” Hilarium.
We came across a totem pole during the dog walk.
The bucktoothed one is my favorite, if you couldn’t tell.
I’m spoiled when it comes to malls.
We had massive malls back in Florida, and the Twin Cities are home to Mall of America, one of the largest malls in the country.
And it sure is big:
We hit the classafrass drag show with style as the cast of Calhoun Shore – Minnesota’s take on Jersey Shore.
Left to right: Krookie, Nay-Woww, The Dilemma, and Sweedo. Picture by Mrs. Pederson.
And it was a fabulous show, featuring:
The semester is over! Now I am busy working full time at the office and pummeling through the snow with the dogs.
Here’s an outline of what happened these past few months:
Halvers wanted to know why the Custard Pie had sparkles.
I wanted to know why I tastes like a cupcake.
And then…
