The interesting thing about walking around downtown Minneapolis with a camera, is that you might as well be walking around with an AK-47. Because that's how people react. I've never had more people walking behind me and turning away at every corner - all in the name of le pictures. Thanks to everyone for making me your bitch!
First there's Keira. She wanted to see:
Then there's the Alpha-Lurker, who wanted to see:
Ahhhh prakope. Who could forget about the ridiculousness that is prakope. He wanted to see:
And what luck that Shea happened to be visiting. She wanted to see:
Jelly was late, but he still made it after much drama (honestly Jelly, you had us all worried!). He wanted to see:
So.... I realize now after looking at these pics that I'm quite the anal retentive neat freak. But you have to admit, girlfriend's got some dishes if you know what I'm sayin'.
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I think this is quite the most fantastic blog entry I've ever read. I mean, I ask for three photos, go out literally minutes later for a few beers, arrive back after imbibing said beers (*hic* - sorry), and there are the photos already! Fantastic!
I must say, though, that I'm slightly concerned over the increasing use of the term "Jelly", as it makes me sound like some enormous wobbly whale-sized oaf (and I'm actually quite thin, as Margaret knows!). "Welly", please, if you MUST shorten my nom-de-plume. For the sake of my vanity at least...
Anyway, as I was saying - what a terrific post!
I bet I can tell you where that tree is too...