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Saturday, November 13, 2010
As November moves into the forefront, it would be a gross October oversight not to share a picture of Micah's triathlete pumpkin.
What else have we done lately? Last weekend we went to Art Attack in NE Minneapolis in the Northrup King Building. It's a huge artist studio facility, and they were having one big open house. We finally got to see what local bike poster designer extraordinaire Adam Turman looks like. One day we will meet him, since we are convinced that there are no more than three Turman families in Minnesota, and it only seems right.
There was a lot of interesting art on display from all genres. I appreciate most of it, but once in a while you come across certain objets d'art that I will never understand. Like perhaps the toilet seat covered in upward facing nails, bathed in a gold veneer. (Psst! Art appreciation rule of thumb: when in doubt, it signifies adversity.) But there is probably someone who collects gold toilet seats who will be very happy.
And last: the hats have been dug out of storage. And I will proceed to wear the same running clothes I've worn for roughly the last four winters and be very pleased that they have lasted this long. The hat collection, however, keeps growing.
I don't have a picture of it yet, but Gus's new black knitted turtleneck sweater is so cute on him. (Sue me.) I just want him to be warm, and he actually seems to tolerate it!
Anyway, this photo is so Gus: an untouchable blend of misgiving, curiosity, tentativeness, and I-need-to-be-by-you-constantly. None of which I mind, because as Charles Schulz did say, "Happiness is a warm puppy." And then I said, "Happiness is a warm puppy with an expressive mug shot."