We had a good weekend. On Friday night we went to the play at Inver Hills high school to see the play for which Eryn had been doing tech/stage the last few months. It wasn't a single theme. Instead they did The Acting Games. Much like The Hunger Games, but the competition was amongst the styles of actors to determine who would win. Losers were relegated to jobs as barristas and waiters. The second half was musical numbers from a variety of movies such as Moulin Rouge, A Teen Beach Movie, and Les Miserables.
Then Eryn and my sister took off to Southern Minnesota on Saturday to see The Sudden Lovelys play. So my wife and I had an evening to ourselves. We went to Chang Mai Thai for dinner and then to the Lagoon to see animation shorts. Most of them were great, although The Dam Keeper was amazing. Absolutely beautiful, and a great story about a pig who's bullied but finds a best friend.
Showing posts with label weekend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weekend. Show all posts
Sunday, February 01, 2015
Sunday, June 08, 2014
Sunday Morning Ride
Yesterday, Kyle and I went to Cook in St. Paul to try out their breakfast. It was raining mightily, so I drove up there instead of pedaling. I don't do lightning and/or thunder. Wet is fine. Electrocuted is not. Great breakfast. I had a Frenchcake which was part hashbrown, part pancake, and topped with poached eggs and served with a side of french toast and duroc bacon. Way better than I expected. Kyle had the Korean pancakes which set off some Facebook exchange with my sister about things that look like breasts. Fortunately, before the cops came in to eat, Kyle pointed out to me that I was bleeding. Not a little, a lot. I think the barber nicked my neck the day before and I'd scratched it. The result was blood all the way down the back of my neck and washing across the left front side of my neck. I looked like Dexter.
So today, I tried to make up for my lack of bicycling breakfast by pedaling to Colossal in south Minneapolis. Unfortunately, it was perhaps the first time in two years I didn't have cash with me and Colossal only accepts cash or local check. So that was a no go and I'll have to try again. The Hot Plate didn't open until 8:00, fully 45 minutes later, and although I started to hoof it up to Longfellow, I changed my mind and decided just to go home instead. A bowl of Trader Joe's pseudo Cherrios was not a great alternative to breakfast at a new place, but I fixed it by making buckwheat and blueberry pancakes and banana and mango pancakes for lunch and storing a bunch for the week.
It is WET out there. Hmm...I think I mushed my pictures a big. Flickr doesn't link the same way it used to (well, the navigation is different) so I'm still ironing out some news kinks. Fair trade for it being free. So here's what I saw on the trail near the Mendota Bridge. Enough rain that the cliffs are starting to be unstable. You could hear it yelling about what a bastard the cliff on the other bank was and that it was going to throw all it's shit out the window and that was my sister for f*ucks sake! and more. I'm sure they're finding it a competent therapist.
It doesn't surprise me it's unstable. Last time I went down into St. Paul there were a few large rocks next to the trail and one on the trail. It's obviously getting a bit wet and dangerous.
This is near Lake Nokomis and Lake Hiawatha. That garbage in the near part of the frame is everywhere along the walking trail. It's like it cleaned up everywhere, and then dumped it on the tar.
Here's a better picture and you can see all the flotsam and jetsam. No Ariel though.
And here it is on the trail at Lake Hiawatha. I went offroad at that point.
I forgot to mention it was darn cold as well. A nice cold front rolled in on Saturday, so at 5:45 a.m. there was a ton of fog and it was chilly enough to make my hands ache and the dew bead up on my track suit (just the top - I'm not a wise guy). This was much later; closer to 8:15. At least at this point I could see the cars coming about the time I heard them. Earlier I'd hear noise and not see anything until it was on top of the intersection. I find it difficult to believe anyone drives around in pea soup fog without lights on.
I zoomed in a bit to catch the church on the far side of Mendota Bridge. Downright Cotswolds in nature.
So a nice ride. We rounded out our weekend with Edge of Tomorrow: Starship Troopers meets Groundhog Day, which both Eryn and I really enjoyed. Eryn caught The Fault In Our Stars, which I managed to avoid, with mom. We played Settlers of Catan and Compounded at Ring Mountain (and found a quart of reserved Chocolate Chili Pepper Gelato for me!). And today, as a graduation gift, I got Eryn Star Trek of Catan which she spent hours mulling over and playing with, despite only having one family game. I'm getting a reputation as a bit of a pain in the ass when it comes to gaming because I win so much in our family games. I got lucky in Star Trek of Catan because I used Nurse Chapel to steal a resource from Pooteewheet, which resulted in stealing longest road, and then I couldn't get rid of Nurse Chapel (you have to use it against someone with more points, and that act put me in the lead). But it worked out well because it locked her down and no one was taking the excellent resource distribution I was getting late in the game. On the bad side of things, I discovered the drive on my lawnmower isn't working appropriately anymore and I had to push mow the hill that is the back yard. So I'm feeling fully exercised.
So today, I tried to make up for my lack of bicycling breakfast by pedaling to Colossal in south Minneapolis. Unfortunately, it was perhaps the first time in two years I didn't have cash with me and Colossal only accepts cash or local check. So that was a no go and I'll have to try again. The Hot Plate didn't open until 8:00, fully 45 minutes later, and although I started to hoof it up to Longfellow, I changed my mind and decided just to go home instead. A bowl of Trader Joe's pseudo Cherrios was not a great alternative to breakfast at a new place, but I fixed it by making buckwheat and blueberry pancakes and banana and mango pancakes for lunch and storing a bunch for the week.
It is WET out there. Hmm...I think I mushed my pictures a big. Flickr doesn't link the same way it used to (well, the navigation is different) so I'm still ironing out some news kinks. Fair trade for it being free. So here's what I saw on the trail near the Mendota Bridge. Enough rain that the cliffs are starting to be unstable. You could hear it yelling about what a bastard the cliff on the other bank was and that it was going to throw all it's shit out the window and that was my sister for f*ucks sake! and more. I'm sure they're finding it a competent therapist.
It doesn't surprise me it's unstable. Last time I went down into St. Paul there were a few large rocks next to the trail and one on the trail. It's obviously getting a bit wet and dangerous.
This is near Lake Nokomis and Lake Hiawatha. That garbage in the near part of the frame is everywhere along the walking trail. It's like it cleaned up everywhere, and then dumped it on the tar.
Here's a better picture and you can see all the flotsam and jetsam. No Ariel though.
And here it is on the trail at Lake Hiawatha. I went offroad at that point.
I forgot to mention it was darn cold as well. A nice cold front rolled in on Saturday, so at 5:45 a.m. there was a ton of fog and it was chilly enough to make my hands ache and the dew bead up on my track suit (just the top - I'm not a wise guy). This was much later; closer to 8:15. At least at this point I could see the cars coming about the time I heard them. Earlier I'd hear noise and not see anything until it was on top of the intersection. I find it difficult to believe anyone drives around in pea soup fog without lights on.
I zoomed in a bit to catch the church on the far side of Mendota Bridge. Downright Cotswolds in nature.
So a nice ride. We rounded out our weekend with Edge of Tomorrow: Starship Troopers meets Groundhog Day, which both Eryn and I really enjoyed. Eryn caught The Fault In Our Stars, which I managed to avoid, with mom. We played Settlers of Catan and Compounded at Ring Mountain (and found a quart of reserved Chocolate Chili Pepper Gelato for me!). And today, as a graduation gift, I got Eryn Star Trek of Catan which she spent hours mulling over and playing with, despite only having one family game. I'm getting a reputation as a bit of a pain in the ass when it comes to gaming because I win so much in our family games. I got lucky in Star Trek of Catan because I used Nurse Chapel to steal a resource from Pooteewheet, which resulted in stealing longest road, and then I couldn't get rid of Nurse Chapel (you have to use it against someone with more points, and that act put me in the lead). But it worked out well because it locked her down and no one was taking the excellent resource distribution I was getting late in the game. On the bad side of things, I discovered the drive on my lawnmower isn't working appropriately anymore and I had to push mow the hill that is the back yard. So I'm feeling fully exercised.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Long Weekend
Had a nice long weekend. Mostly relaxing, except for my wife being ill most of the last two days. She and I went to Rise of the Planet of the Apes on Friday after I got back from extracorporeal therapy at the Red Cross. As she said, "I felt bad for the apes." I think you were supposed to be a bit conflicted, so a good movie. Afterwards, we went over to the MIA to see Eryn show off her art projects from the last week. There was quite a collection of impressionist works, from her own canvas, to a diorama, and half a dozen works based on impressionist techniques. I particularly liked her bridge, and I'll try to get a copy out here for the grandparents.
Sunday, Eryn and her mother went to The Help while I got in some bicycling and cooking. I went a little wild with the chocolate chip cookies and put a golden Oreo, a spring Oreo, and a Girl Scout Thin Mint into one of each. Damn big cookies.
And today, Eryn and I left my wife to be sick on the couch, and we went up to Ming's place to ride the Gateway Trail. Eryn managed to bike 15 miles. Before we took off, I took us to Gateway Cycle and bought her a wireless odometer. I think having the odometer to look at so she knew how far away the goals I was setting were was a big help. Kyle and Ming (and family) all went to Randy's Pizza to use our Living Social certificates before they expired, which was a nice dinner. One thing I learned while heading up there to meet them was that putting the bikes on the back of the convertible doesn't work so well. With the top down, the wind is hitting them from the front and they shake and wobble alarmingly. Not to mention the rack is a bit of a pain on the Mustang, although perhaps that's just not quite getting it on there right. I moved my bike in closer to the car on the way home (with one of Ming's socks over the pedal to protect the car) so that I wasn't getting a lever effect, but that left Eryn's bike even more by itself in the open, and it was bouncing all over the place. I'm going to have to investigate if there's a better way to strap your bikes down for vehicles with a retracted top.
Sunday, Eryn and her mother went to The Help while I got in some bicycling and cooking. I went a little wild with the chocolate chip cookies and put a golden Oreo, a spring Oreo, and a Girl Scout Thin Mint into one of each. Damn big cookies.
And today, Eryn and I left my wife to be sick on the couch, and we went up to Ming's place to ride the Gateway Trail. Eryn managed to bike 15 miles. Before we took off, I took us to Gateway Cycle and bought her a wireless odometer. I think having the odometer to look at so she knew how far away the goals I was setting were was a big help. Kyle and Ming (and family) all went to Randy's Pizza to use our Living Social certificates before they expired, which was a nice dinner. One thing I learned while heading up there to meet them was that putting the bikes on the back of the convertible doesn't work so well. With the top down, the wind is hitting them from the front and they shake and wobble alarmingly. Not to mention the rack is a bit of a pain on the Mustang, although perhaps that's just not quite getting it on there right. I moved my bike in closer to the car on the way home (with one of Ming's socks over the pedal to protect the car) so that I wasn't getting a lever effect, but that left Eryn's bike even more by itself in the open, and it was bouncing all over the place. I'm going to have to investigate if there's a better way to strap your bikes down for vehicles with a retracted top.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Weekend Miscellany
Matthew and Jonnie watching the Vikings trounce the Cowboys. Woo hoo! Even Eryn was excited about the game.
Our sole attempt to find a geocache. We didn't get much further than climbing over the fence, because outside the dog park the snow got very deep and Eryn and I were in tennies. The rest of them went on, but had to pull up short on the edge of a pond because the snow got deeper and deeper. Still, it was a nice day for a walk and we got to see lots of dogs. Eryn is trying to take a picture of the landscape on her DSi.
Eryn on screen at Dave and Buster's where we had lunch. She was playing a driving video game. I missed the best faces because I realized too late I could see her highlighted above. She's gotten much better at video games and was a big fan of Skee Ball (I know, not a video game), Beachhead (?) 2002, with the helmet you put your head in and move around in a 360 degree circle, plus up and down tilt, and driving and motorcycles (she can tilt the motorcycle now). As Kyle noted, "I'm sure MLK, Jr. would be proud to know we spent his day playing games of violence and destruction."
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