For my latest dream occupation, I’m going to pick…cocktail photographer. I will have the highest of artistic standards and develop a field of study in creating stock photography of neon colored cocktails. My images will be specifically for the display of happy hour drinks on those little flip-book table stands that sit nestled in with …
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Kelly in a jam Took the day off today to relax and start in on the Yuletide rigamarole. Kel’ and I ran around town trying to find gifts for others and ended up with wrapping paper and no gifts for anyone else but ourselves. We ran into my step father, Peter the Potter, at the …
All systems functioning normally Well the mayoral work went off without a hitch. No fatal errors. Part of the gala took place outside in 16 degree weather. Amidst falling snow, the mayor was hoisted off the ground on a platform crane in the middle of the street. Looking unsteady up in his perch, he pulled …
The Dance of the Snow Chunk Big burly well defined snow fell all over the place last night. I sat nervously drinking coffee this morning trying not to think about the mayoral website that’s to be launched today and the myriad errors that could occur. What a train wreck. I never want to have to …
Pissing in the Snow We’ve officially got accumulation here in the Twin Cities. That must mean it’s time to start another winter season of urinary artwork. Seriously, It’s fun. Do it here. I’m getting very good.
Pure German Stainless Steele.I’ve been around this weekend. Friends folded into Family, family fixed us up with food, Jessica kissed Stein and my flat tire was resurrected to Die Another Day. It was a good vacation to get some needed things done in a murky cloud of way-to-much overtime and episodic television. Luckily, amidst everything, …
Raging at the spectacle of a chewed-up dupe At the stroke of six AM a drooling red-eyed beast arises and lifts himself gently from his tender slumber pocket. Having bathed himself of the impurities of the last 24 hours, he flips open the black plastic racket machine and tries to focus himself on another hundred …
The Real Iron ChefSaturday night was a celebration for Joy’s birthday. We gathered at Ichiban’s Japanese Steak House. Joy drank booze out of a ceramic Budda with a straw in his belly. The food was damn good. My belly was full of shrimp. In between sips of Jameson’s whisky, I took a few pictures of …
A Romance in Lower Mathematics It’s days like today that I am so happy to have cable. 99% of the time I spin through the channels and find very little that grips my attention for more than a few fleeting moments. But Saturday mornings I can always rely on the Cartoon Network and old Looney …
Quality ControlUffda. Late night barnstorming with the troops over on the North Side. I fell in love all over again with my dear old friend from the left coast – Olympia Beer in the can. It has been too long. Where have you been olde thymer? For good or ill, the reunion was intense and …