Microblog

Splurged a total of $1 (senior fare) on two trains and a bus as I raced to do errands ahead of the promised 8 to 12 inches of snow.

Startled birds took to the air as I walked along Downtown’s Nicollet Mall on a Sunday morning.

Went to a party in a house that has thirty pinball machines.

Looked for stuff I didn’t realize I didn’t need at Ax-Man Surplus.

Looked through tinted windows after picking up tickets at the Guthrie Theater.

New Zealand traveled to us via the Surdyk’s wine sale.

While I jogged, a freight train trundled.

Looked down from a bridge expecting to see snow and the river. Instead, I saw art.

Posted Walking With Attitude Through Cancer Survivors Park.

Reds popped as I walked on the latest installment of fresh snow.

With a big snowstorm coming in, it was a good day to digitize color slides before staging them on the floor en route to the garbage chute.

Walked on fresh snow.

Stood in the Minnesota Capitol Rotunda to demand sensible gun legislation.

My running route crosses four Mississippi bridges. This 1901 former railroad bridge takes me to Nicollet Island.

Explored Cuban art at the Walker Art Center: subtle resistance to the official line; inspiration to resist when our leaders are wrong.

Posted Seven Metal Detectors.