I get to work remotely about four days a week, which is fabulous.
One of my favorite cafes to work from is the Freight House Dunn Brothers. This is the view from my table:
I get to work remotely about four days a week, which is fabulous.
One of my favorite cafes to work from is the Freight House Dunn Brothers. This is the view from my table:
Another night at the Saloon.
Okay, so I finally bought a pair of TOMS shoes. They are blue. Ta-da.
I’ve been taking the dogs to Boom Island Park more frequently now. It’s a newly renovated park in Northeast Minneapolis and it’s sparse enough that I don’t have to worry about too many other dogs.
The weather this Memorial Day Weekend consists of torrential downpours and uncomfortable heat. Harley is so over the heat.
I just took the dogs on a five mile dog walk. I think we spent about half of the time allowing Harley to cool down as I played Angry Birds.
Memorial Day Weekend in Miami is also Hip Hop Weekend. I think the official title is “Urban Beach Weekend” but it’s basically Black Mardi Gras. So you know my mom is on the beach for the hot mess people watching.
She texted this to me this morning:
She saw this car accident in downtown Miami while on her way to the beach. My guess is that the upside down car braked just a tad too hard.
Somehow no one was hurt. Mom says that everyone from the crash was standing on the side of the road, horrified.
Oh, and down the road there were naked zombies…sigh. Only in Miami.
It has been an exhausting month since my last update. My social schedule is hectic which I think is in part to make up for the Superfund site that is my dating life.
Single life is hilarious and many of my friends think that I should turn this into a Sex in the City-style blog about the scandalous situations we find ourselves in.
The problem is that Minneapolis has a small gay community and I’m going to see the wackadoodles again. I don’t want this blog to turn my adventures into scenes from Basketball Wives…although I may sprinkle some details here and there.
I know it’s time to post when I get the concerned “are you alive?” emails from readers. Well, I’m still here, and it has been a hilarious couple of weeks.
Let’s start with the most cliché shot of Minneapolis ever: the stone arch bridge:
Cee Cee Russell at the Gay 90’s:
There are some hardcore bikers at LA Fitness. I want to buy a vintage canary yellow moped and park it next to this:
First off, MIA. has a new video.
This is my favorite band and I wish their music was more readily available in the US.
Get with it America.
My own musical endeavors have not been going so well. I’m still in that learning stage where everything I produce is awful. Unfortunately, the only way to get out of that stage is to keep producing crappy tracks until they are no longer as awful. I’ll get it together eventually.
Life is so full lately – I love my job, friends, dogs, gym, hilarious dates, and my brand new Aldo shoes. I think this is the slightly-bootleg yuppie life that I envisioned for myself when I first moved to Minneapolis.
Dates, friends, drag shows, quality time with the dogs, work, snow and unseasonably warm weather.
Well! Things have certainly been interesting.
These are the songs making me shimmy and shake right now:
The last few weeks?
Technology failed me during these past two weeks. This is how I started the morning:
If you soften your gaze and back away slowly, the fail whale will appear.
Blue screens lit up my work computer throughout the weekend and the beginning of the week. I also caught some version of the plague Saturday night, but meetings and computer repair issues brought my germy-body to the office on Monday and Tuesday.
At times the sinus pressure was so great that my right eye would start pouring as I talked to coworkers. I’m pretty sure they wanted to swat me away with a Lysol wipe.
So winter finally came.
Well, snow did. We had a few sub-zero days but today we were well into the 40’s. We manage regardless of the temperature.
The colder it gets inside the cozier it feels inside, so it’s not so bad.
This is why I don’t whine about my 5:30 a.m. personal training sessions, 7-hour IRS Vita training, or picking up 19 hours of overtime at work. I’m more productive than ever and understanding the purpose of growing/learning pains makes the process easier, and even fun.
Short-term discomfort is necessary to achieve long-term gains. Understanding that discomfort is part of a greater process gives it purpose and makes it easier to work through. Sometimes I wish I had this mindset back during college, but I trotted out of undergrad and law school just fine.
“Creative power flourishes only when I am living in the present.” – Brenda Ueland
Living in the present is something I’ve done a lot lately because my schedule finally filled out. I go to bed early, wake up for personal training at LA Fitness around 5 or 6 a.m. and then go to work. Evenings are filled with dog walks, tax training, or a second trip to the gym. Then it’s a beverage and a T.V. show.
The Netflix show of choice was Damages but now I am onto The Kennedys, which is ironic considering one of my favorite books is Libra.
Some changes are in order though. I need to get back to the Jillian Michaels / natural foods diet and redouble my efforts at the gym. I want to lose my stomach so I can walk around the office with semi-high-waisted pants like Leo in Revolutionary Road. Minus the cigarette of course…
I also need to get back to my Ableton time. It’s been too long and I need to finish my album.
Things pleasantly busy though, and I feel fortunate.
My second-round interviews for the job are also this week. The position sounds amazing and I just hope the second-round interviews are as fun as the first-round interviews.
These certainly are exciting times, even with the lack of high-waisted pants.
Oh, and randomly, here’s my song of the moment…
That random break and the great people I’ve met along the way have allowed me to create a career for myself. That is why I try to recommend my qualified friends for open positions as strongly as I can without being obnoxious.
The rest of the shots from the Wynwood Arts District.