Look, I know I'm not perfect. I need a haircut, shave, and to improve my Sears-level wardrobe.

But I'm also not a complete looser. Once I stop fearing you, I can engage in some wonderful conversation. I know a lot about getting pulled over by police officers. I know a lot of funny anecdotes about old people. I've got some great bike-riding stories(well, they're great if you like riding bikes at least). And I can even discuss books, movies, and recent events. In fact, with these skills I'd say I'm WAY above par, once you get over the ugliness.

So if any of you would like to get it on, give me a call.
763-458-9654

thanks for your time.

'Before Sunrise' Sequel

I guess they're making a sequel to one of my favorite movies...I hope it doesn't suck.

Wow-what a great weekend. On Friday night, I intended to go to a friend of mine's concert...but I guess I never made it that far.

Instead I went to a birthday party for this girl I know a little bit. It was a good time, but we (Joey, Eric Churchill-who was in town for the day, and Jordan-who will be in town for the next few weeks) left and we went to a house party. That lasted until 4am, and then I went home.

Saturday, I took the old man to see the Kevin Cosner film-it was ok. Then I rented 'Standing in the Shadows of Motown.' Excellent. I watched a few times. The general flow of the documentary was they got the backing band for Detroit-era Motown, and got them to tell their story(fyi-ONE BAND played on everything from Marvin Gaye's 'Let's get it On' to the Supremes' 'Momma told Me'). Then they had guest vocalists sing some songs with them. They had Joan Osborne sing a few with them, and she was incredible.

Sunday, we(my old man and I) measured out my brake lines so we could more easily replace them in the next few weeks. I was suprised how easy that went. Hopefully replacing them will also be pretty easy.

Har Har. Funny Doonesbury, about blogging.

I bet none of you will guess what happened to me this weekend.....


I got hit by a this car when I was cycling around my parent's place on Sunday. I'm pretty much ok, so is my bike, and so is the car (and the girl who was driving it). But I've learned several things:

Cops, Coon Rapids Porkers at least, suck ass. After the incident, I called the police to get them to send a squad out to check me out and everything. Well, even though it's clear I'm fine, she's fine, and the bike is fine, they give me a fine. Personally, I'd like them to shred the whole thing-I've had worse falls from a bike than this. But because there was an accident report filed we have to appear before court. They, the Coon Rapids prosecutors, say that they might let it slide then.

I am really glad I don't live in Coon Rapids anymore. The place is a strip mall hell.