Last goddamn game in the dome?

I've stated before that I can't stand the goddamn Metrodome because its true. As this may have been my last baseball game ever attended there, I figure I could at least send it off with a proper kick to the crotch.

Yes, I've had many good times there in my life, as well as seen many good games. I can't fucking stand when people get all sentimental(and I stress the mental) and feel the need to keep bringing up said good times as a reason I should respect the dome more than I do. As if those times somehow owed part of their being good to the dome. As if those times wouldn't have been jillions of times better in an outdoor stadium.

So, fuck it.

I have been fortunate to be able to attend quite a few games with Jeff in the last two years in his bitchin' season tickets. He was packing the kids this time. Despite what it looks like by this photo of me, they kept us in line.

Most effective weight loss program ever?

I've been engaged in the process of becoming a live kidney donor for the last 7-8 weeks now. I've filled out a grip of paper work, talked to a half dozen people on the phone, and passed my initial blood tests. I'm not sure, but I think this puts me about half way through the process.





So far, I'm signed up as a Non-Directed donor. This means that as of yet, I don't have anyone specifically to give my kidney to(kinda sad, huh?). Actually, this is kind of bullshit, though, because there are currently over 70,000 people who are slowly dying whilst on kidney dialysis. So unless someone I know has a friend or loved one in need, it'll be going to the next possible match on that long-ass list.

Next up is a Nov. 16th appointment at Fairview for an 8 hour physical complete with a psychological screening. I guess you could say that this is where its going to get really interesting.

I'm planning on making a separate blog about this whole experience, complete with photos of myself getting put through the whole goddamn ringer. Hopefully, I'll do the experience justice. Hopefully, the experience gets someone else thinking about doing the same thing.

Long weekend, day 3

I forgot to mention in my previous post that I went to Lebowski Fest the day before that. I don't have extended party weekends as much as I used to, but this one seemingly dropped out of heaven. A couple of years previous, and I may not have had the wherewithal to cut it off at 6 PM on Sunday. Its a new day, though, and thankfully I put an end to this shit before it got out of hand.

I was lucky enough to get time with some salt-of-the-earth motherfuckers this weekend. Here are a few of them, as well as some women who I don't know but couldn't deny.

The NE Mpls Mustache Bar Tour

Eric G put on the his first bar crawl on Saturday. The itinerary went NE Palace-Grumpy's-JIMMY'S-Knight Cap-Mayslack's-the fucking bullshit 331-and The Spring Street(excellent place to sober up!). Eric's only stipulation was that you rock a 'stache. Dressing up on top of that was encouraged, but not necessary.

This is Eric, and this was his party.











Alright, I don't know who this chick that tagged along with us is, but I do know that she was SUPER drunk, and kind of annoying. Annoying enough to be immortalized with this greezy photo on the interwebs.

Bewitched

I've been meaning to take a picture of this sandwich for some time. These people do a bitchin' job at sandwiches... period. They make their own pastrami, which I'm still not sure if I love or not because of how unbelievably different it is from the $.79 Buddig sandwich meat packs that I used to eat as a kid.



God I wish this place had tables and walls and whatnot that were as good and as beautiful as their food. Those tables looked like Panera rejects. They look like $49.95 Target end cap specials.

Obviously, there is a shit ton of meat on this warlock of a sandwich. I ate it, though. All of it. I felt like I was 8 months pregnant with a pastrami baby.

Shooting the elusive bar cougar

I think every bar worth its salt should have one of these fuckers. Better yet, every shitty bar should put one of these up, thus giving folks like myself something to look at while we're hating our time at said shitty bar.