old dude at starbucks.

dude at starbucks. minneapolis, mn

barbershop. minneapolis, mn

burnice.

Grady.

burnice.

hotel. san francisco, ca.

bath house. hot springs, ar.

oyster po-boy.

with lettuce, tomatoes and a pickle. sea salt, minneapolis.

in an alley.

aristocrat hotel. hot springs, ar.

fuzzy dude at starbucks.

eel with wasabi.

dude on a bike with bread. Italy.

butcher. padova, italy.

farmers market on a boat. venice, italy.

venice, italy.

Munich, Germany.

padova, italy.

more of this...

we've had a full winters worth of snow already, and i guess it's not done yet.

dude crossing the street. munich, germany.

padova, italy.

scooter. somewhere in italy.

patrick eating pizza. podova, italy.

pizzeria. venice, italy.

Venice, Italy.

downtown st. paul, mn.

padova, italy.

Munich, Germany.

Venice, Italy.

pretty much a postcard everywhere you look in that city.

house on selby.

one of those big ass old mansions in st. Paul that look pretty creepy lit up at night...especially in October.

streetcar conductor.

it's this dudes job to stop traffic when the lake Harriet streetcar comes through linden hills.

downtown Minneapolis.

a couple of my favorite old buildings downtown. these days they are dwarfed by all the big new buildings. they may be bigger, but they're not better looking, that's for sure.

hard boiled egg.

besides poached, I think hard boiled eggs are the best.

snow cones.

small town street carnival, somewhere, MN.

old pickup truck.

this sweet ride sits in my neighborhood and every time i see it i wonder why they don't make them like that anymore.

st. paul, mn.

spent the day in a recording studio off university avenue in a pretty industrial kind of neighborhood. some pretty interesting things to see and some pretty interesting people not to meet.

hot peppers.

hot peppers rock. give me a slice of pizza a fresh jar of these suckers and watch out! (but I've been known to get myself in trouble with them if you know what I mean.)

streetcar.

I wish the city was still full of these running people back and forth and all over the place. my grandma's used to tell me how they used the streetcars to get all around the city. now we're left with just this one that's been fixed up as a tourist attraction and a reminder of the way things used to be...or the way things should be.

streetcar.

the lake harriet streetcar coming through the trees.

speeding train.

saw this train hauling ass right alongside main street wayzata and lake Minnetonka. it offset the 60 year olds with facelifts and lexus suv's quite nicely.

kat keys.

this locksmith has been in downtown st. paul forever. it's the kind of old school place you don't see much of anymore these days...like a fan shop or something...they just disappear over time.

langer's bar.

parked outside of this little bar was one car and a walker. yes, a walker.

Grady sleeping.

bus.

Friday night bus at Dale & Selby in St. Paul.

two buddies...(sort of)

it's strange having two dogs that don't really like other dogs so in theory they shouldn't really like each other. they'll hangout but I think they just put up with each other because they have to, but i'm sure both would be perfectly happy being an only dog.

two buddies.

followed these two for a bit around the lake and they walked glued side to side the whole time. I bet they are always inseparable like that.

are we in the middle of nowhere yet?

that's what I used to ask my parents when we'd take road trips. I'm guessing when they started seeing barns they answered yes to my question.

"Chinese"

there is noting wrong with bad American Chinese food. I don't kid myself for a second that that big plate of celery filled gloppyness resembles anything remotely authentic. unless we're talking about egg foo young, that stuff is real...right?

damn right I can cook.

if by cook you mean dropping some blueberries on top of a graham cracker and stuffing them in my mouth, which by the way is DAMN awesome.