weapons of massdistraction

Over the weekend I got very little accomplished…aside from having some seriously good times. And that is exactly what I was needing. Friday night we kicked things off at the YWCA. The little man’s swimming lesson went exceptionally well. I’ve discovered the key. Mom has to kick back, out of sight, in the hot tub. No complaints here. Afterwards we had dinner at Midori’s Floating World Cafe. We’ve become regulars, since I came across their all-vegan menu. Oh, speaking of Friday…while I was chillaxin’ in the hot tub I thought fondly of my happy place, the Blue Lagoon. In Iceland. And only then did I realize what I was missing out on. The Sugarcubes reunion show in Reykjavik. Sigh.

Speaking of shows, Saturday I spent about seven hours at the 7th Street Entry, in split shifts. And I’m so glad I did. Too many highlights to name, but the fourth annual lunch show included a surprise performance by Shellac. Steve Albini was freaking hilarious. The ID show later on was fabulous in different ways. Of course my camera battery died right when my friend’s band, Signal to Trust, took the stage. But that was almost for the best. I was more in the moment that way, rather than separated from it by trying to document it all. Oh, and in between the all ages and ID shows I managed to squeeze in a birthday dinner party with friends, at Fuji Ya.

Lack of sleep had me lazing about Sunday, but I did make it to a showing of For Your Consideration with J and his mom. Followed by dinner out, again, this time at Everest. An all around excellent weekend but sadly we don’t have a Wii. We could have had one. If certain persons were a bit better with the communication. Ahem. So now we wait (in the mean time I’m going to go watch BSG 3.8).

Bonus: How cute are Klops and Klong? Oh, and the Bunny too. I want.
Plus: Tomorrow will see the release of the first Thomas Pynchon novel in nearly a decade. “Now single up all lines!“
And: I’d come across this before, but had forgotten about Overheard in Minneapolis. Also on the local yokel tip…The Minneapoline, street fashion in Minneapolis and St. Paul (via Girl Friday, of course).