July 2011
19 posts
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reubencollins asked: I saw you riding a bike one day. I was going to shout "Hey Andy" but I didn't. Is south 12th planning to enter the Twittersphere anytime in the near future?
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Other Sturdevants.
There are a few things I could tell you about right now, to explain why I’ve been so quiet lately. The trip to San Francisco and Oakland, or the pickling interview at the Walker, or the olefactory tour of the Mississippi River, or the bootleg baseball scorecards I was selling outside Target Field (and successfully, miraculously evading detection by Commissioner Selig’s goons). But...
Anonymous asked: So... I enjoy your writing. As someone internet/social network disinclined (even in the limited way social networking has spread to Tumblr), I'm curious about the other Twin Cities brethren you seem to make occasional mentions towards, particularly in your latest post. As a fellow transplant, any recommendations for some lay-of-the-land shit? Especially anything on the more artsy end of...
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Forgotten bands of the 1990s, made even more...
Juicy
Spoke
Green
Gravel
Gaunt
Failure
Drown
Nice
Pork
Rust
Run On
Scarce
Scrawl
Tar
Texas
Cardinal
Antenna
Spain
Swallow
Surgery
Wig
(Prompted by Rebekah’s post on this important issue.)
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Open up that golden gate! California, here I come!
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Good proposal stories people on the Internet might...
The man and the woman are on a boat. The man says, “Look at that porpoise.” While the woman is looking the man pulls out a ring and says, “Look at this porpoise.” The woman says, “That’s not a porpoise, that’s a ring.” The man says, “Will you marry me?”
The man and the woman are in a restaurant. The woman says to the waiter,...
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Unconfirmed reports.
A visibly shaken House Speaker Kurt Zellars (R-Maple Grove) told reporters this morning that he had been paid a visit during the night by a mysterious, ghostly specter, wrapped in blankets and calling himself “Old Piley.”
“Long ago, Old Piley was murdered by hippies in a state park,” Zellars said. “And now he walks the woods at night with his pile of blankets that...
