1.28.2006

Cloudy Saturday

Today was an atypical Saturday for me as I actually went out and got some things done. First off we headed downtown to visit my favorite store (Marshall Fields/Daytons/Macy's) so Bisher could finish he shopping he starting last night (what can I say, they have some great deals). I bought nothing, an event that kind of throws in you this somber mood feeling like you failed at life. Our next stop was all for Bisher and I was just along for the ride as we went to the St. Paul Winter Carnival's Orchid Show (try saying that fast three times). Here my joy was watching the nerds and geeks that live for these plants come to orgasm over each and every one. Bisher isn't half as obsessed as some of these folks as they sported orchid shirts, strapped expensive D-SLRs with them and such. It wasn't until we left that it all came into full spectrum. The image above is from the car that parked right next to us. That their is pure hand painted geekyness all wrapped up into one super cool car. I feel the Saturn is just par for the course with this crowd. There were moments that I felt some of them were going to wipe out their Magic the Gathering cards and go to battle right then and there. Sword +3 totally beats a heat shield +14! This was my second experience with this "type" of people in the past two days. On Friday we went to Burnsville Mall and there inside of Air Traffic in the backroom was the true example of dweebs, as grown men and boys sit around a table of "pieces", roll dice, and do battle in a little thing they like to call WarHammer 3000/4000 (some number???). They had their big gulps full of caffeinated soda and were ready to do battle long into the night. This is what I suspect a Star Trek convention is like without people dressing up like Data and Klingons. Alright back today. After the orchid show we headed all away across the Cities and visited Borders books in an attempt to find another book to read (I finished Generation X yesterday). I picked up a copy of Tom Robbins, Still Life with Woodpecker and a Moleskine journal. I figure if great minds like Picasso and Hemingway both felt the need to use them, I feel my great mind should too. Tonight it is the Gopher Hockey game at Wade's.

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