On my chilly Minneapolis North Loop walk, with temperatures hovering in the single digits (Fahrenheit), spotted a woman in a bikini walking outside. It took me a few moments to realize she was walking from a wood-fired sauna to an ice sauna.
Category: Living
Ice Elephant
Walked the skyways of downtown St. Paul. Ventured outside briefly to admire the Winter Carnival ice sculptures at Rice Park.
Interstitial Brushes
Well that’s a first: today, the dental hygienist declared my gums to be “good.” Maybe it’s the interstitial brushes I’ve been using every day for the last six months. Or, maybe, the hygienist was simply in a good mood.
PET/CT Imaging
Without leaving home, went on a visual journey through my body, guided by a Mayo oncologist. Like traffic lights, stopped at two bright red lymph nodes, signifying prostate cancer cells. Two additional drugs should help for a while. I’m grateful.
AV to HDMI
Assembled a kit for a friend to connect her VCR to a new television for playback. Remarkably, the AV to HDMI converter was delivered today, Sunday. I already had the other parts, so it’s good to know they’ll be put to good use
Challenging Election Deniers
With my alter-ego temporarily banned from Twitter, established another presence.
Trip To The Mayo
It was a PET scan, but I closed my eyes and pretended I was on a lie-flat flying somewhere good. When the machine ejected me, I was still in Rochester, MN.
Shelf-Stable Ingredients
When in doubt, I can always make risotto from preserved ingredients. Previously frozen before our trip: sautéed onion, Parmesan, butter, stock. Shelf stable: Arborio rice, splash of wine, dried mushrooms (I usually prefer dried to fresh). So that’s what I’m making.
End of a Sock
Last Arizona hike today. Inspired by Marie Kondo, thanked a hiking sock for its service before discarding. It should’ve departed a long time ago as it had lost most of its cushion. My feet are happy with synthetic: comfortable, they wick, no blisters, and overnight wash and dry.
But What Of Mrs Loud?
Meat Loaf played quietly in the background throughout an early dinner (we’re old). But what of Mrs Loud, the session singer belting at the end of “I’d do anything for love”? I found her at the top of page 1 of my hometown paper (she and I are Geordies).