Minnesotans constitute one of my favorite subcultures. Most of the Minnesotans that I’ve met have been really decent people, maybe even all of them. So, it makes me wonder, when I see things like this if maybe we aren’t the ones with the wrong idea. I mean, the entire city of Minneapolis can’t be all wrong. At first it seemed ludicrous, that such a good people would have this bizarre drinking problem, but then I stepped away from the problem. Perhaps it’s a protest. Or maybe a statement. Perhaps it’s cleansing or conservationist, or somehow brings the community together. Could such behavior be good for the soil? It’s a mystery, but such possibilites warrant further investigation. (Link via abrichar)
Last night was something special. Other than being out far too late on a Thursday (read: Wednesday) I got to see my buddies play their first venue gig. And they rocked in a big way. Way to go Corner Office Suicide. The show was at Conan’s at 39th and Hawthorne, which is a big place. I thought the sound was pretty good…and my boys (and Sara) whooped it up quite nicely. They’ve come a long way since they played me and Dave’s party on November. Officer Friendly followed, and they rock. It was getting a bit late and a nice twist to the evening encouraged me to cruise out and hit the Watertrough. Before COS came on, I was standing around happily sipping my beer when I recognized Ben Franklin over to my left. Not THE Ben Franklin, but Hasser, whose blog I had recently discovered, and a mighty fine one at that, I must say. So we chatted it up for some time…he knew Sara from COS, but how weird, I’m just cruising his site last week when I though I’d likely run into him or his beering friends (pictorialized immortal on ye olde interweb) since they like similar venues. HASSER I yell over the nice tunes of Mr. Squiggley. And he was a bit confused. But that’s to be expected when faceless words start yelling your name in a smoky bar. Anyway, we had a good time, and Hasser, Nedra, and I closed down the Trough, which closed early on us.
Funny guy from Defective Yeti has the essential IKEA walkthrough.
via rayray…Dio for America. As a bit of a rocker type myself, I am fond of Dio and see him as a breath of fresh air for the Party of his choice. From his brilliant performances with Sabbath to Holy Diver and beyond (to where…?) I’m with you man, I’ll ride in that van.
Calpundit expresses so clearly this concept that I’ve been trying to verbalize, about how the middle class is fundamental to the economy, and job growth there is the true indicator. He only hints at (in this article) the wanton destruction by prezzo of the middle class in his tax cuts and elimination of goverment services and regulation. I believe that the middle class is largely driven by the existence of goverment jobs…perhaps not driven, but anchored. Good benefits, a living wage, and employment for the educated and hard-working. It is fundamental, it is the flywheel of the economy. You can try to energize the flywheel all you pretend to like, through tax cuts and deregulation, but if you destabilize the wheel, it’ll quit turning for you, it won’t carry the momentum forward. Then he mentions one of my peeves, I’ve mentioned many times…Wal-Mart. It’s excusable to drive an SUV (somewhat, sometimes), it’s excusable to not buy local or even from chains, but Wal-Mart is inexcusable. They treat their employees like garbage. They spread like an STD, Wal-Mart is a blight. They homogenize your life. And they will assimilate you. It’s never too late to stop buying at Wal-Mart…except for tomorrow. Only shop at Wal-Mart if you’d be happy with a Wal-Mart job. And if you don’t need choices. And you despise your independent store-owner neighbors. Any of them, because Wal-Mart will destroy them all if you’re not careful. Ooops, I let that one get away. cheers.