The Mall of America
Adventures in Minneapolis, MN
Captain's Log: 8.28.06
(Archived Captain's Logs) We had been hopelessly lost for about an hour when we decided to ask for directions. We pulled over and I rolled down my window to ask a trio of large, hungover Latinos where SE 8th Street was, and they returned with a swift request for us to "fuck off". We had officially entered Minneapolis city limits.
Erin, the ball of lightning that has opened her doors and her heart to us, has recieved many Troubador Awards. She has won hands down in the categories of Best Breakfast (Peanutbutter Crunch), and Best Homemade Dinner (Burritos), and Best Sleeping Arrangements Using Childhood Blankets. Earlier we drove to the Mall of America, the worlds gravitational center of commerce. We rode the rollercoaster, marveled at the genious of lifesize Lego dinosaurs, and had our minds blown by the infinite shopping possibilities at our disposal. This mall is so massive in fact, that it has its own post office and zip code. It employs 12,000 people and is host to 40,000,000 people a year.
I reccomend any book written by Orson Scott Card.
Here are some excerpts from my Comedy CD.
Hilarious "Huge Guy" Bit
Hilarious "Supermarket" Bit
My life long dream of being a cartoon voice actor has been fulfilled in this cartoon by
Ross Bollinger.
Sweatheart's video for "Fingerbangin'"