Sunday, May 28, 2006

Turn the beat around...

Alive & kicking in NYC--doing lots, seeing lots, more than I've time to write about at length right now. More to come after I get home on Wednesday...

Highlights thus far:
--Stowing away on a boat to the Statue of Liberty/Ellis Island and getting free hot dogs & ice cream out of the deal, too (Regina used to work on those boats & knows a bunch of people who still work on them)
--Corona Park out in Queens, right by Shea Stadium--home of the
1964 World's Fair and the Unisphere (as seen above, and also in the climax of Men In Black)--also home of the Queens Museum of Art, which is home to an utterly amazing scale panoramic model of the entire NYC area. Nerdtastic.
St. Paul's Chapel, which miraculously survived the collapse of the Twin Towers on 9/11--a tree fell, and steel beams from the towers fell on top of that, sheltering the old gravestones & the church from heavier fallout...really moving place.
The Forbes Galleries, a slightly random collection of stuff Malcolm Forbes liked (toy soldiers, boats, Monopoly boards). But it's FREE, and hardly anybody else seemed to know to go there, which made it all the more enjoyable.

Tomorrow--Coney Island, a walk across Brooklyn Bridge, a ride up the Empire State Building, a walk around Broadway/Times Square, and lunch at the cafe they used as the front of the cafe they went to on Seinfeld. Well, between tomorrow and Wednesday, anyway--not necessarily all in one day. :+)

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Son of Police Blotter

(See, it's a play on movie titles like Son of, nevermind.)

Monday, 7:46 AM: Report of a driver scraping the side of a fast food restaurant with the van she was navigating through the drive-through.

Tuesday, 1:08 PM: Caller reported that someone has been taking her vehicle and driving it while she is sleeping at night, leaving the seat in a pushed-back position, radio station tuned to unfamiliar stations and gas levels suspiciously low.

Tuesday, 6:18 PM: Caller reported that neighborhood kids are playing hardball in his yard and they are hitting his house with their ball. Update, 7:27 PM: The kids were warned and a parent came to put an end to their fun.

Tuesday, 7:25 PM: Report of a small child riding a lawnmower.

Wednesday, 1:22 PM: Caller reported that people in a white Grand Am convertible were throwing garbage and food out of the windows, and that they were heading towards Ashland from the "T."

Wednesday, 8:38 PM: Caller reports that her next-door neighbor slammed her son's finger in his screen door, and that he has really been picking on kids in the area.

Wednesday, 9:35 PM: Report of a minivan shining on the side of a road. Update, 9:38 PM: Van-driving subject was just looking for a calf that had gotten out of the fence.

Wednesday, 9:51 PM: Report that the former tenant of a home into which the caller is moving left a bunch of road signs behind.
Friday, 12:30 PM: Caller reported that five road signs were stolen over the winter.

(I wonder if those last two might be related to each other.)

And with that, I'm outta here for the week & off to NYC--hmm, wonder what their police blotters are like...

Friday, May 19, 2006

Cat recon.

It's been nine months since I moved back...and still, we can't get Toivo and Flannery in the same room without it ending in bloodshed. (Don't worry, the blood shed is nearly always mine.)

Whitey came up with a new tactic: Toivo's cat recon.

"Handle with care," indeed.

Monday, May 15, 2006

They came, they saw, they drank.

Like marauding vikings, my friend Maria and her pal Zoe descended upon Washburn last weekend looking for love. And booze.

Instead, they found Freedom. And pills. And oh yeah, some booze, too.

(Actually, they were just pill bottles. No pills. I don't know why there are empty prescription pill bottles all over the streets of Washburn. But there are. That's just how Washburn rolls.)

P.S. If I ever get a tattoo, I'm getting an anchor like Maria's got. And then we'll walk the streets of Duluth, telling people that we're longshoremen (longshorewomen?).

Oh no, not you again!!!

Oh my GOD.

Check this out: Organ donation club prioritizes members (including video!)

(If I could make that text any bigger, I totally would.)

Kaley, my brother Dewey's former fiancee.

Kaley, who was in our freakin' family Christmas card pictures.

Kaley, who kept Dewey sitting up nights at St. Luke's for weeks on end while she was "sick" whilst he continued to work his 40+ hour/week job to support her.

Kaley, who used Dewey's old car plus part of the FIFTY THOUSAND DOLLARS SHE STOLE FROM HER EMPLOYER to buy herself a fancy new car.

Kaley, who skips payments on the fancy new car and thus leaves Dewey (co-signor on her lease) stuck with the bill.

Kaley, who at the same time she was with Dewey was CHEATING ON HIM with some other guy down in the Cities.

Kaley, who couldn't be arsed to move her own crap out of their apartment, and whose crap wound up in my infinitely humane parents' garage for a year.

Kaley, who hid inside her house the day my eligible-for-canonization parents drove her stuff down to the Twin Cities and deposited it all on her lawn.

Kaley, who's now married to some poor dope who got one of his friends to give her a f&*$ing KIDNEY.


Wow. WOW. Karma police, arrest that woman.

(Do you see now why no one in my family is in a hurry to get married??? haha)

Sunday, May 14, 2006

The Fog

In addition to the snow earlier this week, we've also basically had nothing but rain & fog for the past five days.

My brother Whitey and I stopped by Sandbar on our way home from Mother's Day dinner at our cousins' house in Moquah (and after dropping our grandma off at her apartment--Grandma's not so much into our adventures, I don't think)...we took pictures of the fog, and some geese. Well, okay, I took pictures, Whitey mostly focused on finding ways to terrify the geese and to heckle the seagulls.

Why I adapted to Montana weather so easily.

It snowed here on Wednesday.

It didn't stick here, but they got over seven inches of it just east of here in the U.P. School was even canceled.

All of this is why when people in Montana used to say, "I've seen snow in every month but August," I would roll my eyes.

Friday, May 12, 2006

"Do it, Rockapella!"

Oh my god--remember the guys who sang on "Where In the World Is Carmen Sandiego?"

Holy hell, now they're the guys singing on that allergy medication commercial.

I don't know why this is blowing my mind, but whoa...color it BLOWN.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Cause everyone's my friend in New York City.

After four years of talk and seemingly empty promises, I'm going to be visiting my friend Regina in New York City over Memorial Day weekend later this month. :+)

Actually, I'll be there for nearly a week (May 25 - May 31), which I hope will give me plenty of time to complete the scavenger hunt Regina's prepared for me.

(No, seriously. There's really a scavenger hunt. And it mentions the wearing of eye-patches and swashbuckling. I am so not making this up, and Regina knows better than to toy with me when it comes to swashbuckling.)

There's also talk of my fellow intrepid traveler, Josh, making an appearance (who you may recall from my European adventures at this time last year, and who is currently living in Ithaca doing another improbable VISTA term), as well as one of his brothers and his sister. Which is both exciting and terrifying, because man, those Pennels can drink.

And we are SO going to the Unisphere. At last!!! Let's hope this first trip to NYC is just the beginning.

Cinco de Mayo.

Thank goodness we had some waterproof straws around. I don't think non-waterproof straws could've handled the champagne or daiquiris all that well.

Find of the night: Pants Off Dance Off on the Fuse network, which is pretty much exactly what it sounds like it is.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Actual item from my hometown newspaper.

Yes, this was really in the Daily Press last weekend.

And here I've been calling it "Freedom Toast" all this time.