I spent too much time looking at architectural details when I walk around town. This was a bigger problem in Europe. I could barely walk down a block when I visited Haarlem in the Netherlands.
I spent too much time looking at architectural details when I walk around town. This was a bigger problem in Europe. I could barely walk down a block when I visited Haarlem in the Netherlands.
I will blame law school for my tendency to cram way too much into my day. I was up by 4 a.m. walking the dogs and getting ready for my 5 a.m. personal training session at LA Fitness.
The personal training sessions are strictly 30 minutes long so going that early is starting to feel like a terrible idea. The upshot is that by 7 a.m. I have my workout done, two dog walks behind me, and a fresh cup of Spyhouse coffee as I jet to the office.
I love summer in Uptown Minneapolis. This is the Uptown theater, where they played Labyrinth.
Last summer an acquaintance asked me whether I was happy with how life has treated me so far. I can’t remember the exact way that he phrased the question, but I remember being intensely bothered with the underlying implication that life is something that happens to us and that we have little control over our current situation.
It’s absolutely not true. “I’m not a dog,” I thought. “I am an active participant in my life.”
I didn’t plan this very well. I biked to work this morning but left work at almost 6 p.m.
This means that it was almost 7:30 when I arrived at home, and I somehow had to do the laundry, cook that “almost expired” chicken and walk the dogs before 8 p.m.
I obviously did not get to bed at 8, which means that I am not going to get 8 hours of sleep before my 5 a.m. personal training session at LA Fitness.
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.
Kristin and I went to the Sequin Sundays drag show at the Townhouse for the first time and we were thoroughly entertained. The show had the most random mix of performances ever. There was lip syncing, live singing, comedy, tap, magic tricks, fire, broadway, gospel, and some serious fierceness.
More pictures after the jump.
I don’t know what my poor hairstylist was thinking when I came in with a picture of “The Situation” from Jersey Shore and said, “I WANT MY HAIR TO LOOK LIKE THAT!”
I am disgusted and my freshness is compromised. It is 91 degrees in Minneapolis right now. That’s 3 degrees warmer than the current temperature in Miami.
Not only is it unflatteringly hot, but it is also overcast.
The Rottweiler has lost it.
She chewed through the metal kennel door and broke the padlocks that kept the door in place. There were jagged bars hanging from the door when I got home.
We remember the hot mess that happened the last time that she broke her kennel, so I couldn’t just hope that this was a one-time deal. After an appropriate amount of raging about the apartment, I threw the dogs in the car and went to Petsmart to buy a new steel-enforced KONG kennel. Harley was smushed with it in the backseat.
