Minneapolis has All-Star Game fever. Everywhere you look downtown, you will see some sort of baseball related adornment. It’s awesome. Yes, I’m not a fan of the traffic and crowds the festivities will create, but the energy is one of pure joy. We went to the Futures Game and the Celebrity/Legends Softball game at Target Field on Sunday. It was… Read more »
Minnesota, you are forcing my hand. What the heck is up with your roads? I thought the roads in Sacramento were bad. Uh, no. They are fancy and fine. I’ve heard a saying that Midwesterners have…”There’s two seasons here. Winter and road construction.” Really? Have you seen your roads Minnesota? Holy crap. Look at this road….LOOK AT IT! I would… Read more »
Yesterday, I saw this article on Gawker about a local German restaurant who hosted a holiday party for a WWII re-enactment group. Aside from the fact that I don’t understand why there are WWII re-enactment groups, this group decorated the restaurant with Nazi flags and was wearing SS uniforms. Yes, I was appalled too. What I don’t understand is how… Read more »
Yesterday, I had a mental breakdown. The drive home was so frightening that the moment I saw Paul, I burst into tears. I was so happy to be alive and needed to relieve the pent up stress from white knuckle driving through downtown Minneapolis. Honestly, why do you people live here? Do you not know California exists? I kept thinking… Read more »
My first winter in Minnesota and it’s awful. Honestly, do you people know California exists? I now understand why people thought I was nuts for moving here. Love does make you do crazy things. I mean what the hell, Minnesota? Getting to the grocery store is a freaking chore. I’m not used to having my movements so restricted. I used… Read more »
Don’t call it a polar vortex…or a comeback. It’s just the subzero temps have hit the midwest again. And I think the northeast is getting pounded by snow. Have I mentioned that I’m sort of over the snow? Don’t get me wrong. I like watching it fall, but driving in it is ridiculous. I keep thinking, “You people know California… Read more »
Growing up, I heard my parents talk about how awful the drivers in New Jersey were. We lived there briefly when I was child, but it was long enough to put an indelible mark on my family’s collective psyche…and my accent sometimes. Regardless, when we moved back to California, any time someone would drive poorly, they always made a Jersey… Read more »