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Tend and Befriend

Usually I wake up before my alarm but not yesterday. The buzzing woke me from an epic dream. I was staying with a friend at some townhome community outside of the near future Toronto area. Only they were all dome homes, built with repurposed materials. Hundreds of dome homes. A dome home utopia. With Tolkien-esque waterfalls and mountains as a backdrop. I was so disappointed when I woke up and I wasn’t in one of these dome homes. The dream was partially work related (our company has a Toronto office) and travel inspired, as my impending trip is on my mind. Hit up my social network for Dublin and Rome area suggestions. Now at the top of my list? Visiting Phil Lynott’s favorite bar, Bruxelles, before and/or after I take a selfie with his statue, of course. And in Rome I hadn’t heard of the Pigneto neighborhood but apparently there’s plenty of cool stuff happening there.

Five good things for Tuesday:

  • Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever did not disappoint. Fun Friday night at the Turf Club.
  • Saturday we had breakfast with good friends but then wound sticking around home all day. I hung out in the backyard reading trade paperbacks of Paper Girls comic. I eagerly await the final installment but then it’s all over.
  • Sunday I binge listened to episodes of Terrible, Thanks for Asking while cooking and walking around Lake Nokomis (no baby squirrels chased me this time). Not sure why I’d fallen behind but there were some fantastic episodes I had missed. Especially the one that had me laughing and crying, with Maeve Higgins in Happy(ish) Holidays II. And holy shit the holidays are going to be here again before long. Not ready.
  • Yesterday I had an excellent lunch walk listening to a podcast about the history of the Cha Cha Slide. Had a big dumb grin on my face the entire time.
  • Today’s lunch walk / podcast break was pretty perfect as I listened to Hidden Brain’s Our Better Nature: How The Great Outdoors Can Improve Your Life while gazing up at trees.

This weekend is a doozy. My son turns 19. Which brings to mind the Patton Oswalt bit about birthdays (which I have mentioned here before). But we will be wasting cake and paper to celebrate. Because I love my man-ling. We’ll be celebrating him, and celebrating compassion at the annual Twin Cities Veg Fest. This time it’s moved to Harriet Island. And the Herbivorous Butcher will be selling VEGAN CHEESE CURDS.


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