Microblog

On my chilly cycle ride, started hearing “oompah, oompah, …” then a contingent from the University of Minnesota Marching Band appeared. They were warming up their instruments on their way to the 57th Annual Marching Band Indoor Concert at the Northrop.

Started planning a hike with friends through England’s Lake District.

On my walk: an icy Mississippi created an Impressionist scene.

Thanksgiving Day 2018, a good day to celebrate friends and family, and to be grateful. We put fresh cranberries in the stuffing.

Popped next door to Izzy’s for a treat. Their ice cream tubs have RFID tags, so I can check here to see what is being scooped right now.

Explored the University of Minnesota’s East and West Bank (of the Mississippi) campuses with a friend. Walked into buildings that promised to be interesting. In the School of Architecture earnest students were having their work reviewed by their peers.

Walked to the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden and beyond. Without Words.

Looked between railroad hopper cars. Meticulously sprayed graffiti contributed a splash of blue.

Posted Ma: The Space Between.

Bought produce for Thanksgiving, grown by Hmong American farmers, at our neighborhood Mill City Farmers Market.

Walked to Orchestra Hall to hear the Minnesota Orchestra.

Began stocking up on ingredients for Thanksgiving, starting with the important stuff: flour and butter for pie crusts.

Got my quarterly Lupron shot at the Frauenshuh Cancer Center. It looks like something you’d find at Home Depot. It’s working: tumor continues to be undetectable (dormant).

Listened to Michael Beschloss, presidential historian, talking to a packed lunchtime Westminster Town Hall Forum about wartime presidents. He reminded us how presidents have started wars on a false pretext, and without the congressional approval required

Posted Snapshots: 3 Days in LA Using Public Transit.

Ran on snow.