I guess every neighborhood has its hoarders.
I guess every neighborhood has its hoarders.
The apartment hunt began in earnest today with our first showing. The apartment was in Uptown and a very short girl in very high heels was our host. The building was about as old as mine (1920’s) and I was unamused by the pricing. The landlord wanted about $1,800 just for the dogs with $600 in deposits and almost $100 in pet rent.
I don’t care how hot it gets, I still make time to go to Cedar Lake.
The plot thickens.
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.
“A guy walked up to me last night randomly and said the following: “I don’t think I’d know what to do if I were a black guy in this city. I mean no one really wants to date you guys from what I’ve seen. I don’t even date black guys and I think of myself as a pretty liberal person. That’s gotta be tough cause you’re a pretty cute guy” *sigh. seriously? FML”
That is hilarious because it is true.
And of course sticker art has its own wikipedia entry. This stuff is so official, folks.
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 love summer in Uptown Minneapolis. This is the Uptown theater, where they played Labyrinth.
There’s some interesting things in Uptown Minneapolis if you just look.
Uptown Minneapolis is so much nicer when it’s not 100 degrees.
My neighbors are so cute. There’s a potted garden now:
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.
It was 101 degrees in Minneapolis today and the Rottweiler was not having it.
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 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.
I almost forgot the funniest part of yesterday’s epic dog walk!
Even after a long day at work with a 32-mile bike commute, I still make time to sneak to Lake Calhoun.
Sometimes I feel like I bike commute just for the views.