It is 11 PM, I’ve had half a glass of wine, and I’m feeling crafty. Time to break out the sewing machine!
28/1/2012
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Watching Saturday morning news.
27/1/2012
9:32
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Meet Houdini. She is the newest addition to our family. Holly isn’t sure of her yet, but is coping better than I had expected. Houdini is a little ball of fluff and energy. She is an excellent hunter and has a loud purr. I think she will fit in just fine.
25/1/2012
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Our wedding photos arrived today. :-)
21/1/2012
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I knew it was dangerous when the lady at the candy store offered us a sample of fudge. We walked out of the store with a pound and a half of deliciousness.
20/1/2012
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My husband just asked if he could take me back to the wife store. That would be Tiffany’s, right?
17/1/2012
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Bathtime action shot.
20:47
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I called in sick today. I had a horrible migraine (which is almost gone now) and I spent the day sleeping and being lazy. As a treat, Matt made me dinner. He did such a good job that I think he might get to make dinner more often.
12/1/2012
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Sometimes I wish I could bring Holly to work with me. This is one of those times. She is all cuddly and warm.
1:27
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The identity of this man has intrigued me for the last five years. In terms of Minneapolis enigmas, Scott Seekins doesn’t do much for me. But this man, THIS MAN. He’s interesting.
As a sophomore in college, I couldn’t tear my eyes off the man who hastily boarded route 16 every day wearing an orange suit, possessively carrying a briefcase that looked like it could only contain unmarked bills, and looking like a modern-day reincarnation of The Man with the Yellow Hat. As a 23-year-old, I’m still attempting to take sneaky pictures of his suits du jour on my phone when I spy him downtown.
Things I know about him:
- He has a penchant for loudly colored suits.
- Purple seems to be his power color.
- He carries around a very mysterious metal briefcase, the contents of which I’d pay at least $10 to examine.
- He’s a regular on every bus in town.
- He frequently lifts weights at the Uptown YWCA. He does not wear his red suit there, instead preferring the comfort of a stained white tank top and sweatpants.
One of my main goals in college (overachieving lady that I am) was to figure out the identity and the profession of this man before I graduated. I failed miserably, but I’m still interested.
So. Who is this man, what does he do, and where the hell does one buy a red plaid suit in 2012?
I wish I knew someone rude enough to just ask him what his deal is.
I saw him every day during my senior year of college. I sometimes saw him on the 16 and sometimes on the 63. This leads me to believe that he travels between the two downtowns. Who is he?!
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