My Week Off Catching Up With Doing Nothing

The first half of my final break from being a Nickel-Plated Wayfarer was spent in Seattle, where I enjoyed watching many movies and generally loafing around. It was, as Seattle is until July, cold and rainy and when I wasn't watching movies I was most likely sleeping.

On Wednesday, Andy drove me to the airport and I flew to Minneapolis, where my old pal Ryan was nice enough to take a break from school to pick me up. His class was canceled so we headed to the Electric Fetus to meet his brother and see an in-store performance of Justin Townes Earle, the son of Steve Earle. After the show we pre-partied a bit before heading to Big V's in St. Paul to see Matt Kunes perform as Dos Taco. It was a great welcome home and I woke up Thursday feeling like a ten-dollar bill.

Back in Burnsville, not much has changed. Murphy the dog is still restless, only now he's humping everything, but especially this blanket:


I spent much of my time at Champs, where I brought my grandma Alice May out for brunch and bloody marys. I also did some good catching up with Dave (da Boosh), drinking Miller Lights and talking about our lives since Vista View Elementary School.


So that's about it! I know it's been a couple weeks since my last post (thanks Adam), but there's just not that much to say. I could talk about the wonderful job I did picking up Murphy's poop from the backyard or how I talked shop with the neighbors about the retaining wall I'm building for my parents.

Whatever the case, I'm lucky to have friends that will drive me to and from the airport.