Off the Grid in Minneapolis

I rode Fudo Myo (my bike) down to the Fine Line Music Cafe this evening, on invitation from Brant Kingman , the sculptor who loaned us his...

As I have no credit card to pay my bills with, I hopped on my bike and headed down Franklin Ave, to The Money Exchange, one of those tiny bo...

Thinking about the immaturity of America, I consider the confrontation the West is going to have shortly with China, over the world's re...

Looking into the "special assessments" on my property taxes, which I mentioned in the last post, I have discovered they are for ...

I've written before about the $3300 the city of Minneapolis is charging me this year, for the use of municipal water, above and beyond t...

Thinking about Avatar the film, the Navi , Homo sapien sapien and wondering why so many of my people have forgotten their tails, wagging m...

Friday night, sitting alone in the Boodoir , sipping a 17-year Glengoyne , after the oh-so-sexy activity, laundering my clothes down the str...

Just looked into my property taxes on the house. In Spring of 2006, my father and I purchased the house for $154,900 - about 12 minutes befo...

Digging potatoes the other morning in my front yard, a man walked up to me from the street. His vehicle was not marked. After my recent expe...

It seems the Fairy is not interested in me. I just got out of a relationship with a woman who was not particularly interested in me. I'v...