Minneapolis Time

I recently was blessed to spend some time out in my beloved Minneapolis. I have started chemotherapy again and this was just the perfect end to a supreme Summer. Now its back to hair and weight loss with flu like afternoons spent lounging around the living room.

Noah and Wendy. My old housemates.

There was one afternoon where the sun shone beautifully. I spent the time drinking a great saison-brett and talking with old friends. It was exactly what I came out there to do. That and try to bring back as much of my vinyl, dvds, and books that I have been severely missing in California.

Isaac.

For some of us it was the first time that we had seen each other since Europe. And we had a great time sharing stories about events that have since transpired. I took a road trip to see an amazing music festival in Anacortes, WA and Isaac and Christa got engaged. Many congratulations are sent their way. I can't wait to to go back there for their wedding. Whenever that may be.

Matt Lammers

My good friend Matt Lammers had since moved into the Bonnie Doon. We spent some good time catching up on things. Matt had taken my place in Breaksea on an occasion, but I think does his best work in a band with many of my friends called Lake Baikal. They are doing a score for a film by another dear friend of mine named Allen Keating-Moore.

Breaksea had a wonderful reunion show that even included the great Gilbert on bass. Who regrettably was not able to join us on our European escapades. The show was in the barn/carriage house of the Bonnie Doon. It was a cold night, but we kept things lively with fire and good tunes.


A lot of good pictures including the two above were taken by my good friends Paul Jerome. The rest of them can be seen here. The rest of my time was spent eating at my favorite places and spending time with some of my favorite people. Right when I got back I had a portocath put in and got another dose of poison added to my veins. Luckily, I am on some new meds that make the experience slightly less horrible than before.

When I made my travels back I fit as many books as I could in a checked bag and a selection of vinyl in my carry-ons. My checked bag actually weighed too much and I had to remove a copy of the collected works of E.E. Cummings and add that to my personal luggage to avoid extra fees. If they only knew that the weight of what I was carrying in hand far out weighed that checked bag. My arms were quite sore after the flight from carrying around all that extra weight, but there was no way I was going to trust the baggage throwers with my vinyl. No way no how.

While in Minneapolis my hair fell out again. But instead of putting it in a box and leaving it for birds in the Spring to make nests I decided to put it to better use. My first idea was to go to the Aveda training school and ask for a trim. Then just see how the person reacted, but I determined that would be a little too mean. So instead I offered it up to my film making friend Allen to film the experience of me pulling my hair out of my head like tissues from a box. I haven't seen the footage, but I look forward to seeing whatever he does with it. I trust his artistic genius.

All in all it was an amazing trip. I may have not had the chance to see everyone I wanted to see and I regret that. I look forward to seeing them sometime soon. I may have not had the chance to do all that I wanted to do, but I still had a great time. It just left something to be desired when I go back.