Fireworks, from janky slope by Hennepin Avenue Bridge.
Fourth of July at Hidden Beach, Minneapolis.
Conjuring the spirits of Tyrone Corbin and Felton Spencer for help filling out this bracket.
Snowy Minneapolis from Common Roots Cafe, Lyndale and 26th. No, this is not Siberia.
Just overheard on the police scanner: “Woman reports a squirrel has fallen and is now impaled on a stick in her backyard.” Our doomed rodent had no idea this morning it would die a grisly, stick-related death and be mocked on Tumblr, all before noon. The indignity of it all.
There’s a lesson here for all of us, folks. And it is don’t climb trees in the cold.
So it turns out this happened at Club Jager last night. I also just learned he was from Minneapolis, had no idea.
PETE CAMPBELL/VINCENT KARTHEISER COMES HOME TO PARTY. Meanwhile, I stay home to watch a Ken Burns documentary on PBS. And Up. Possible Pete Campbell bitch face sighting? Fumbled. Fingers crossed for a Trudy appearance, everyone.
Arcade Fire at Roy Wilkins Auditorium
Add this to the pile of Homer Hankies I fully intend to frame one day. And ohgoodchristpleasenottheYankees.
“You should go with a Bieber haircut.” — Advice received today during an informal interview with a city council member. BIEBER FEVER EVERYWHERE. God save us.