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Thursday, February 03, 2005

Old ladies are SO pissed off.

Yesterday I took a business trip to meet with my new photographer. A lovely man who took my old friend, Takashi and me bowling. In Blaine. What a site.
Squat old women with blue hair scooting around in their bowling shoes and matching VFW polo shirts gossiping about the "colored people" in their neighborhood, and how their daughters won't take their grandchildren to Sunday School, and little snippets here and there about them being pissed that their husband didn't take the LeBaron to the car wash before the big trip to Hinckley. It was amazing. Amazingly awful.
Suburban grama's kinda creep me out. But not mine. Just other people's.

After spending 13 hours in my childhood nightmare of a city, I had to get out. I needed my Minneapolis again.

When I returned, these are the new items I found in my purse that I did not have at the beginning of the day.

-2 cigars
-napkins full of insulting haikus
-Chinese medicine balls
-a pilots hat
-dog hair
-rock band buttons
-my class ring that i haven't seen in 7 years. i though it was lost to the ages.

my friends are pretty cool.
even cooler when you dare them to touch a midget in a bar and they do it with such nonchalant finesse, it brings a little tear to your eye.

1 Comments:

Blogger Darlene Schacht said...

What's so funny about touching a midget??? My husband's a midget!! You think there is something funny about that...I wish I could have been there, I would have been laughing a tear or two myself.

Only joking about the midget thing, just wanted to scare the bowling out of you. Bowling can scar you for life, don't you know that?

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