It is hot in Minneapolis. Can’t bring myself to turn on the central air. All those years of my dad being curmudgeonly about the central air and the heat make sense now that I’m living in a house and paying all the bills. So it’s a fan and an open window for me.
Enjoyed fireworks from the deck at the Bedlam last night. It was great. We could see both Powderhorn and downtown fireworks from that vantage. Then I caught the end of the 10 second film festival over at the Soap Factory and then I went home to find my sister and her friends drinking Malibu in my living room. Having had several pints and a few pulls off a water bottle filled with tequila I decided to go to sleep.
Now I’m alternating between my bedroom and the porch, trying to stay cool. I’m very glad that there are popsicles in my freezer.
