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Walked in search of history, including the site of the first self-sustaining controlled nuclear chain reaction (1942), a 2.5 ton cosmic ray detector that flew on space shuttle Challenger (1985), rotting in an alley, and the site of Michelle and Barack Obama’s first kiss.

Posted An All-Expense-Spared Trip to Chicago.

The glitterati smiled while I waited for a haircut.

Visited All My Relations Gallery to see an exhibition honoring missing and murdered Native American women. While a missing white woman can get saturation coverage, these women usually go unreported in our media.

I enjoy wearing out walking shoes. Bought two more pairs at Schuler Shoes: they recycled the down-at-heel pair.

It was unusually cold, so it was a good day to walk the Minneapolis Skyways with a friend, and explore lovely old lobbies.

Filed my taxes, I’m owed a Federal refund: it’s time to make an all-expense-spared impulse purchase.

Went to a party in a house with about 30 pinball machines in the basement.

Posted Living in a Time of Shortages.

Viewed depictions of “The Tale of Genji,” the world’s first novel, at the Minneapolis Institute of Art. It was written by a woman, Murasaki Shikibu, over 1,000 years ago in Kyoto, Japan. Themes stand the test of time, including love, lust, and the disempowerment of women.

100 years ago, Scandinavian immigrants studied next to this fireplace in the basement of a Carnegie library. Today, Somali refugees study English, math, citizenship, and GED next to this same fireplace in a library basement. My Wednesday gig.

My old suitcase headed for the exit. It now belongs to a friend and her daughter. They make felt mittens they’ll display in the open suitcase at shows. I posted recently about this vulcanized fiber case needing a new home.

I ate the brownie in half the time it took to drink the cappuccino.

With 40+ miles per hour winds, and blowing snow, it was a perfect day to organize our nest, hang pictures, and enjoy this amaryllis. The plant was regifted to us by a friend, concerned it is poisonous to her cats. We were happy to give it a home.

“Disappeared” an electrical outlet. There’s an outlet behind the pillar, but the developer had added an outlet to the middle of this wall. Today I removed it and Dwight painted a cover plate. (Minneapolis building codes don’t allow drywall over a live electrical box.) Now, the wall, the plate, and the Guthrie Theater all match.

Walked to Orchestra Hall to listen to the Minnesota Orchestra. Downtown merged with reflections of the lobby.