Productive Weekend

A big thanks to Kris for teaching me and helping me with my Movable Type switch. I have completed all I need to get my entries in categories and my archives working. I am at peace.

We had such a great time this weekend. Stayed up so late working on my blog (I’m more of a perfectionist than I ever knew). We also saw so much of Milwaukee and fell in love with it. Kris already talked about that.

Here are some pics from a great time. My rental car I’m standing next was fondly referred to as the Jawbreaker this trip because it is so tiny and so bright, just like a piece of candy. Made me smile every time I saw it.

Jazz in Da Park

Milwaukee, WI

Last night David (from London), Steve, Jim, and I went to Jazz in the Park in Milwaukee. It was amazing. We had some wine, some beer, some sushi. Well, I had sushi and they had sandwiches. Then David and I walked around Milwaukee a bit while Steve and Jim went running. The fools. Apparently running after a few beers is the proper and only way to do it. If I had known this sooner I would have been running all along.

Here are some pics from my days here in Wisconsin so far.

David and I forgot glasses�no need Clark Kent was always cuter than Superman Milwaukee at night What could be better than drinking in the park?

Boston Debauchery

Boston, MA

Since Kris managed to post in the midst of chaotic weekend deabauchery, I decided I best throw some pics up here. Damn right. Since I only ate the vegetarian insides of my sandwich for lunch on Friday and then proceeded to skip dinner and go straight to the beer, I found myself pathetically drunk after only two beers and two vodka/crans. But everyone will vouche for me that those were some mighty strong vodka/crans.

How we see Kris most of the time.

well into the evening

Farewell my sweet Max…

Seattle, WA

Sadly, last night was Max’s going away party, but I like to think of it as “Max-is-going-to-Atlanta-for-a-little-bit-party.” In honor of his move, I shall post two pictures from the last move. The first is from packing the UHaul at his apartment on 14th in Capitol Hill. The second is on the Oregon Coast when we were driving him down there. This is a pre-trip-becoming-a-huge-disaster picture. 🙂 Anyone up for planning a trip through the south to visit? Say around October or so?

california here we come...for a bit.
still on speaking terms at this point

Spinning Matrix

Lincoln, Nebraska

I can’t believe how many amazingly supportive comments I got from all of you about my running. I think it might be enough to convince me to do it again. Except Aaron’s comments about running with a beer in one hand sounds kind of fun and challenging. I can see myself concentrating, “Come on Katie…don’t spill…don’t spill…don’t spill. Okay, now take a big swig! Way to go!”

With this much input you might all be wondering if I went running again last night or if my prophecy of sitting on my bed with a bag chips came true. The answer is neither. I ended up going for dinner and drinks with Steve and Todd. Drank way too much and then stumbled my way with them over to the new Matrix movie. Let me just say, don’t ever try and watch an action packed, fast paced, people flying everywhere kind of movie when you are sloshed. I had to go to the bathroom twice in fear of losing it and eventually I moved away from the boys into a row all my own so I could stretch out and stop the spinning. They looked at me sort of funny. I think they thought I was repulsed by them. 🙂 I was just getting a bit claustrophobic in the middle of all the people. 🙂

I’m such a ninny. But regardless of the fact I was close to losing my amazing dinner we had eaten earlier, I stilled really enjoyed The Matrix.

WARNING: SLIGHT OPINIONATED MATRIX SPOILER TO FOLLOW (very slight)

My only observation and I’m not sure how I felt about this was that the Matrix was focused more on sex and love this time. Which was both sexually frustrating when you end up having to go back to your hotel room alone, and exciting because well let’s face it, there are a lot of attractive bodies in The Matrix. I have more to say about the movie, but I’ll wait until more people have seen it.

That’s all for now.

Burning Knees

Lincoln, Nebraska

Just got in tonight. Went to dinner with Steve and Todd at a Cajun restaurant and the highlight was the Bananas Foster. Neither Steve nor I had ever had it. Delicious!

But then I came back to the hotel and realized there were far too many mirrors in here. That might be nice when you have a little lover to play around with, but instead I kept catching my reflection and thinking, “Who let that fat girl in my room?”

Needless to say I threw my sneakers on and went running. I didn’t get very far and my lungs felt like they were on fire. Actually, it’s been two hours since I ran and my lungs still feel like they were ripped to shreads. Kris Bell once told me that if I decided to start running I could work myself into it and eventually it wouldn’t hurt as badly, but it’s hard to have faith. 🙁

Sometimes I understand why people have the fat sucked out of them. I would never do it, but I understand the desperation and especially the laziness. Laziness being the key word. It’s strange how I go about my days thinking I look about 120lbs. and then I see my reflection all of the sudden and am still shocked that I’m no longer that small. Is this the epiphany you were talking about Kris? You said it just hit you one night. Could this be my night where I really start doing something?

Knowning me, it will pass. I’ll be sitting on my bed eating chips this time tomorrow night.

The Zoo…not the bar…

Seattle, Washington

What a beautiful week to be home. My god. It was so nice I even went to the zoo with my sister Marie, my great friend Tonja, and her boyfriend Piet. The animals all seem to get busy around the same time because there were a lot of babies to be seen. I’m talking about both the caged animals and the human animals. But I guess since the gestation period is probably different for each animal, maybe there was a memo about when to have their young. We saw two baby tigers, three baby gorillas, and a baby elephant! I loved it. The gorillas were my favorite.

gotta love him...

Me after I lose my job.

Procrastination Central

Seattle, Washington

I’m trying to get my laundry done while making mix cd’s at the same time, but I keep Kazaaing things and waiting to see what my progress is. Needless to say, my laundry is sitting behind me wanting to be washed and wondering if I’m going to pull the ol’ “pack dirty laundry and hope to wash it on the road” trick.

But I can’t because I leave tomorrow for Trenton, New Jersey and I’m staying at my Uncle’s instead of a hotel. Some of you may say, “well then you’ll have a free way to do laundry so no worries,” but my pride won’t let me show up at my uncle’s with laundry to do. That would just perpetuate the family belief that I am forever the procrastinator and irresponsible Toft girl. …which may be true, but no need affirming it. At least the procrastinating part is true.

Meeting up with some BMGF pals for dinner at Snappy Dragon tonight. I hear it’s great, but I’ve never been. You know me, always excited about food. I’ll give a proper review when I return.

Kickapoo

Soldier’s Grove, Wisconsin

I worked in Soldier’s Grove today with Nicole and Helena. There is a river there called the Kickapoo River and they say it is the oldest river in the world. Any takers on researching this? Here is the co-op in Gays Mills where we did an install next door and then ducked in for some organic snackin’.

supporting the local co-op

Then on the way home we drove through a very quaint one store town where we were inspired to pose for a picture:

Love....unincorporated...

Fun with Dictation

Boorish Morton decided one sunny morning to go to the store and buy some whiskey for his wake-me-up spot o’ joe. Boorish Morton’s life, you see, was a never-ending cycle of stimulants and depressants, and finally, on this fateful morning, the ebbs and flows of this cycle merged into a single monolithic habit: alcoholized caffeine. What happened as a result of Boorish Morton’s liquid experimentation, (or, as we might say, dear readers, “abomination of nature”), is a story of staggering heights, dreadful lows, brushes with death, violence, fame, and fortune, and constitutes the most dramatic tale of our times.

Your turn, Katie.