Messy Messy Messy

I was looking through a bunch of old tracks from my MR8. Most of this track is pretty bad, but there are a few points I really like.

To add to my list of things to do; make. music.

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lomo land

10 Things I Want to Get Done Before the End of Summer

1.Read 7-10 books
2.Travel outside Minnesota
3.Get a job
4.Go Swimming
5.Work on my tan
6.Go Camping
7.Go biking A LOT with Danny
8.Fix my Peugeot
9.Play guitar more
10.Get FAFSA filled out for next semester

Wisconsin Death Trip

Our motley cast of characters set out a little later than we intended; it's a three hour drive I think took us about four. Finally arriving, we eat some delicious, aluminum foil-wrapped cookies and headed down the trail.


Danny, Rosie, Sam, Mason, Steve. Ready to Rock!




Unsure if we're headed in the right direction, we stop at one of the campgrounds to check our maps, get our bearings, and go to the bathroom. As it turns out, we were going the right way the whole time!


The tunnels were our main attraction to the Sparta-Elroy trail. The bike trail replaced the North Western Railroad in the 1960s. The old rail tunnels were born of the earth, and drip cold, clear water on you as you walk through.


Railroad watchman circa 1900


Coming out of the longer tunnels is somewhat akin to waking from a dream


The tall doors of the tunnel, created to uphold the massive structure throughout the years




A sampling of the beauty of the countryside along the trail

Viewing the Presidency Through Rose Colored Glasses

I wish I would have been more interested in politics the last eight years. More than disagreeing with everything Bush, that is. I'm curious about what the medias reaction to him was when he first became President.

Has anyone noticed how easy Obama seems to be having it in the media? I voted Obama, and I support him, but there is no way he is perfection, right? Don't get me wrong, I want him to be everything we think he could be, I just think it is dangerous to trust a politician, especially one with the wherewithal to become Prez.

I remember very clearly him saying his first order of business would be to close Guantanamo Bay, at the longest within 100 days, and now he is saying No Way! Not in 100 days, anyhow. He is also not going to look into Bush's illegal, immoral wire tapping, or use of torture or "terrorist" suspects. That's disappointing. To me, anyway. I was kind of hoping Obama would come in and smite the Evil Doers with his sword of justice (jousteece!) or something equally implausible.

Anyway, I'm just worried about being let down. I hope we have a President who is going to turn things around, a President who cares about poor people, middle class people, minorities, seniors, children, education, the environment, peace.

Someone said the reason the French have a remarkable standard of living is because they demand it. They fucking riot. Take it to the streets, so to speak.

I hope that if Obama lets us down, we will feel more like rioting than readjusting to ways of governing that disappoint us all.

Rooftops and Invitations

"Come out onto the rooftop with me."

I grab your hand and you steady yourself enough to awkwardly step out the window.

"We used to watch fireworks up here on the fourth of July. They set them off from that park over there... We would bring blankets even though it was summer, the bugs were horrible and you'd really regret it if you didn't..."

I stop myself from rambling, like always, and try to enjoy a silent moment with you and wonder what you are thinking.

"You're lucky your room goes right onto the roof. I would have loved that as a teenager." Pause. "Not to sneak out, although I might've--probably would've-- like every fucking person would say, just to be outside and be kind of a secret, watching unnoticed on the rooftops of Brooklyn Center."

You pull me into a clumsy hug. "I would have invited you, a real invitation."

"I thought you were afraid of heights."

"Not here."