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Temple to Gods of Underwriting
Walked past this Minneapolis landmark built in 1965 for an insurance company. A critic described it as a temple to the gods of underwriting.
Breakfast at Lake Harriet
We stopped for breakfast at Lake Harriet.
Journey to the House of Balls
White paint traced the black lines of the graffiti letters on the concrete of a freeway overpass spanning the Cedar Lake Trail: a failed cover-up. I imagined a subversive city worker performing the cleanup: “F*** you Mitch McConnell” was still visible, white on gray. “Images hiding in plain sight” was my theme for the day. I… Continue reading Journey to the House of Balls
You Can’t Always Get What You Want
On Monday morning I cycled with my partner, Dwight, on his commute to work. He took the turnoff for work, I continued on to the town of Excelsior on Lake Minnetonka, 18 miles west of our home On Excelsior’s main drag, I noticed the yellow tile shown in the photograph at the top of this… Continue reading You Can’t Always Get What You Want
Bridge Under Bridge
Cycled beside the Mississippi to downtown St. Paul.
Steamed-up Glasses
It was a steamy day, so I wasn’t wearing spectacles when we walked into Betty Danger’s Country Club. Imperfect vision can be a blessing.
Can’t Always Get What You Want
Cycled to Excelsior, Lake Minnetonka.1964, in a drugstore in this building, a local told Mick Jagger: “you can’t always get what you want.”
Home in the Sky
On our cycle ride, looked at the sky, a potential location for our next home.
No There There
Rode the rails to a place with no there there. Pedaled back to the city.