Back from Minner-apolis

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nytemarewulf and I are back from Minneapolis, where we visited shadowbearmn and beefybear for the weekend.  I put up pictures right here -- you might have already seen these on Steve's journal, but this is a more complete set.  Keep in mind that, while none of these are porn, there ARE shots of men kissing, bare ass, and a gas billboard, so proceed with caution ...

All in all, it was a good time.  Sadly, I didn't get to do The Eagle or Addis Ababa this time around, but it gives me a good reason to go back, besides knowing a ton of people up there.  Things of note :

The area that Earl and Steve live in is quite nice -- very metropolitan, which I love.  Of course, it also means parking was a bitch, and we parked in an area that was apparently unparkable (so, wait, it's metered yet you still need to have a sticker? Huh?), and we got ourselves a parking ticket. -_-  Their apartment was quite nice, and they were sweet enough to let us sleep in their bed, despite our inistence to the contrary.

We met up with kjvbear and his partner Saturday morning for a Fall Ball game.  Rob was playing and was doing a great job, made even more impressive by the fact that he hadn't been to bed yet, but his fatigue became readily apparent once we all later went to Buffalo Wild Wings (wait, they don't have waitresses in the ones up in Minnesota??).  We all talked about various things, like why Earl hates The Dixie Chicks, Kenny Chesney probably being gay, and where we were during 9/11.  Seriously, somehow they were all connected, but I can't for the life of me explain how as I don't remember. :: chuckle ::

Went photo happy.  Earl wanted to see Carl's uniform, and I saw a number of really nice photo ops due to the natural light that so beautifully bathed their apartment. Now if I get myself a REAL camera I'll be set ^_-

Met up with resedabear_lj for coffee.  It was good seeing him after all this time, but, wow, the impression I must have made.  Not only did I get to rant to him on the way home, but I also broke his bed with my ass (Earl insists it was his knee -- it's up for debate. I'm pretty sure it was my ass, though ^^;;;).  Later on Earl broke trimming off of the front door, and we kept apologizing profusely for destroying Randy's house, causing me to sponteneously start miming kicking walls in and throwing sofas through windows.  :: laugh ::

Steve kept having to swat me away from the kitchen Sunday morning because I kept trying to eat all of the bacon.:: laugh ::  I behaved myself, Steve! I saved you guys a piece or two ^_-

I keep forgetting shit.  I forgot the charger for my MP3 player, so I had to use the USB port on Steve's computer, and unfortunately that method of charging takes forever.  I forgot to bring a shirt for the third day that we were there, so I instead used the "it might be cold" flannel I DID remember to pack and roasted on Sunday.  I was drawing and I managed to leave my drawings at Steve's apartment.  I used to think that whole scene in Home Alone where the parents keep forgetting Macaulay Culkin was a bit farfetched, but at the rate I'm going ... ^_-

On the way home we stopped at some chain I'd never heard of called Country Kitchen.  The food wasn't bad, but what made it stick out for me was the big sign over the cash register advertising having birthdays at said restaurant, complete with a picture of some kid blowing out birthday candles that are wedged into a big plate of scrambled eggs.  For whatever reason this amused me highly. "Sorry, Billy, no cake for you this year.  Oh, and the clown died and the piñata spontaneously combusted. But hey, we have eggs!" :: laugh ::

Thanks for having us over, guys. It was a wonderful gesture. (HUG)