We were out at Jon's Mom's farm last week. One of the many outside cats had kittens.
Out at the farm this guy is my favorite inside cat, even though I'm allergic and he makes me itchy. Such a cute face.
I'm back in Minneapolis, started at the lab this week and wasted no time getting back to the grind. Shoveling medium, course sand for most of Monday, then the last couple of days doing work that involves waders and muscle.
The first pair of waders I grabbed had some leftovers from the last person who used them. Apparently they needed a spoon, small adjustable wrench, screwdriver, 5 pens/pencils, one earplug, and a pair of scissors.
I'm glad to see that some soil core samples from last year are living on and serving a good purpose. I wouldn't want it any other way.
I'm borrowing this bike from the lab for this week, until I get my commuter bike that's still up in St. Cloud. This Murray is so freakin heavy, it's like a freight train. It has an internal 3 speed hub that is stuck on the hardest gear that I have to stand up on the pedals to get it going to a decent speed and then I have to slow down way ahead of any stops signs/lights. The rear wheel is way out of true that I decided just to remove one of the brake pads instead of fixing the wheel, reducing my braking to front brake only. At least the full fenders are nice this week.
I'm searching for a place for me and Jon to live for the summer in Minneapolis. He's still up in St. Cloud finishing out a job and will join me soon! At least he was able to visit me last night, we aren't apart much. Katie's hosting me at her place in NE till I find the right place.
I came across an ad that boasted to have a velociraptor proof house. It caught my attention because I do get Jurassic Park dreams at times. The fact that earlier this year I read Jurassic Park and The Lost World (by Michael Crichton) didn't help either. I guess I'm not the only one who thinks about the potential velociraptor attack.
Then I was out on Nicolett Island this week and I saw a tipi in someone's back yard. Perfect for me, the full-blooded Indian! I hope they don't mind me moving in. Maybe they will since the whole metro area used to be Dakota territory and I'm not Dakota. I'm Red Lake Anishinabe and Ho-Chunk.
If I lived there then maybe Stephen Hawking would visit me:
“If aliens ever visit us, I think the outcome would be much as when Christopher Columbus first landed in America, which didn’t turn out very well for the Native Americans.”--Stephen Hawking