Wednesday, December 06, 2006


Great gig. I'm goat-sitting and staying at this house for a couple weeks. This picture was taken in 1915, still looks the same.

Friday, December 01, 2006

Giving Thanks

Did Erik actually visit? Did that happen? Was he acting how he acts? Was I acting how I act?

Not sure, it all seems a bit of a blur. Erik cruised (in his sick new volvo) into town for an adventure-filled 3 days. We hit up the Liquor Lyles of PDX - Lowbrow Lounge and several other places leaving Erik with the impression that "Minneapolis is like Portland but more hip." Read: some bars in Portland make Williamsburg look granola.

Then I had a bunch random people to my house for Thanksgiving. A few of us went on a failed sailing trip. Then we feasted on duck, an assortment of good 'ol hotdishes, and passed around a bottle of whiskey for desert.

At one point there was definitely an acoustic jam. Notice: best mustache I've ever seen.

"Sometimes you feel amongst the people, ya know. Holy smokes dude."

On the next day, we went for a hike in the pouring rain (I'll post some pics when I get them from Erik). The hike was great: we forged some creeks, stared at trees, and I think there was a three-legged talking Irish Setter named Scotty that explained the curse of the yellow rose to us along the way. Not really all that clear on any of this.