Category: Living

Oozing with Contempt

Cycled across (positively) 4th Street in Dinkytown, Minneapolis. Back when I was a student, I loved the way Dylan oozes with contempt in this song. The title probably refers to the 4th Street that runs through Greenwich Village, but Minneapolis can claim some connection.

Categorized as Arts

Duckie

Duckie stood guard while we ate grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch beside Lake Harriet.

Categorized as Eat

Overthinking Polenta

Over-thought soft polenta, it’s been a slow day. I’ve been making it 1:3, cornmeal to water. Looked up the basic recipe in The Silver Spoon (1:2) and Joy of Cooking (1:4). Ultimately, split the difference and opted for 1:3, as before. I guess you just make it the way you like it.

Categorized as Cook

A Dodgy Cop

Took pleasure in destroying an illegally posted sign that said COVID is a hoax… until a cop pulled up to tell me I was breaking the law (false), and that COVID is a hoax (false). Silently photographed the cop and the remains of the sign, then wheeled my bicycle down the street.

Lawlessness

Caught glimpses of the Mississippi below through cracks and gaps as I wheeled my bicycle across the bridge. The railroad company had installed a steel grid walkway for their workers over rotting and missing boards. A sign that once stated “No Trespassing” exuded lawlessness.

Interracial Housing

Cycled along a street of 28 modest homes constructed in the 1950s as part of the first privately-developed interracial housing project in Minneapolis, and one of the first housing projects in the country to offer federal-government-insured (FHA) mortgages.