Homeward Bound

I was just washing my dishes and out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash of light outside. I turned to look, but nothing was there. I was a little confused, and honestly the crazy part of my mind thought that it could have been supernatural. However, then I heard the thunder and realized that it was just lightning. December - and we're having a thunderstorm. We're in Wisconsin; this should be snow.

Now I wait for the airport van and watch the rain. And listen to a John Denver/Muppet Christmas album.

Craig's List Missed Connections

Today I was skimming the Milwaukee Missed Connections on Craig's List to see if I had caught anyone's attention as I went about my business this weekend. I expected something along the lines of "hot moustache on cold ice - let's meet" or "hey lonely guy in the cancelled yoga class - you can't read signs, but maybe someone will tell you about this posting", but I found nothing directed to me.

However, I did find a missed connection that matched my friend, Sarah, perfectly. This wasn't a typical MC description with universal (i.e. "you were wearing pants and paying with a credit card") and or vague (i.e. "your(sic) hot - you know who I am") details. Instead the description had the class that they shared and the restaurant that she waitressed in. And it had her name! Of course, these details could also classify the guy as a stalker, but "hope springs eternal within the human gonads". (Edward Abbey)

I hope Sarah contacts him.

Soup-Strainer

I have little time left in Milwaukee before I head back to the commonwealth. I have plenty to do before then - projects at work, clean around the apartment, update computer issues, meet with church people, etc. But what am I doing instead? Looking for jobs online. And freecell.

This morning I went to a yoga class for the second time at 6 am! And this morning, the class was cancelled for the second time at 6 am! However, now I know that the class has been cancelled for good, so I won't be trying that again. I was moved to try yoga after my recent snowboarding adventure, when I realized how poorly I balance and how much flexibility I've lost since my boxing/tap-dancing days. I'm still swimming more than a mile each day, but that rarely requires me to touch my toes. So, it seems that I will need to find some other means of expanding my exercising.


Somehow I fit about 20 people into my apartment this weekend for my moustache and ice skating potluck - more commonly referred to as the "What would Brian Boitano Do? Party." Kudos to Linda who decorated her cake with a moustache made out of icing.

The weather was warm, but the ice was cold enough to skate. None of my BU friends were in attendance, so we didn't have any trips to the emergency room. (I mean you, Jackie.) Unfortunately, all of our "action" shots on the ice are too dark to justify uploading them. However, you're not missing much - "action" for us means blurry images of flailing people on ice.

Moustache Friday!

Stay tuned for pictures!

A Neighborhood Tour

This past Saturday I walked around my neighborhood and took some pictures to show you, dear readers, what my home is like. Mostly they are pictures of the nearby statues, because I think they are funny, and sometimes poignant. Also note that the snow in the pictures is from our first big storm, which was on Friday.

This first picture is the Milwaukee Art Museum. The building is a work of art too. The "bird" is looking out over Lake Michigan, and the wings come down whenever the museum is closed or during bad weather.


There are four statues near my apartment. This first is Abe Lincoln, which isn't very out-of-the-ordinary. I would expect most major cities have a statue of Abe.

The next statue is of Solomon Juneau, one of the three founders of Milwaukee. I used to live on Juneau Street. I only know about Mr. Juneau because the Milwaukee Ale House brews beers named after the founders and I often read the coasters.
The third statue is Leif Erikson. This is the closest statue to my apartment, and I see it often. His metal breastplate reminds me of Madonna. I bet people used to tell him that all of the time.

The last statue is Robert Burns. This one confuses me the most. What is a statue of a Scottish poet doing in Milwaukee? And more importantly, who paid for this? How did Robert Burns beat out...well, I can't think of any famous Milwaukeeans except for Laverne, Shirley, and Golda Meir.Ok, one more statue. And this one is more temporary than the others, but just as inspiring.

Seriously though...

...who hasn't gone to a company holiday party and then couldn't remember what happened the following day?

Left Hand Yellow!

I forgot to add this picture from a Halloween party that I attended.

Coffee Hour

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