She sure seemed happy buying herself flowers. I guess i’d be a real asshole if i said somebody would probably buy them for her if she quit eating, huh? Ya, i know, that’s mean. I just can’t help it. I’m on a fat lazy american’s kick lately. So i’ll try to say something nice; isn’t that sweet. An overweight lady bought herself some flowers. She can’t help that she’s overweight. OH WAIT.....YES SHE CAN!!!! SHE’S A FAT COW!!!!! ok, i’m going to hell.

This chick was playing the shit out of that accordian and that business dude just walked on past her like she wasn’t there. Starbucks in hand talking on his stupid-ass wireless Tron-like phone thing stuck in his ear. Those things are just bad. I bet he doesn’t push paper with nearly as much soul as she plays that instrument. Maybe he should take note..the guy could learn something.

What do they do with all those boxes? I guess the more empty boxes the bigger the problem but the bigger the day and who can complain about making all those sales? I suppose it’s a good problem for that dude to have.

In the opening credits of the Mary Tyler Moore Show Mary stood on a street coner on Nicolet Mall and threw her hat in the air. A couple of years ago they put up a statue depicting that scene. That’s pretty cool. I always liked that show. I liked how the lady in the background is standing like Mary...and i hate cellphones so much i really sort of hoped she throw that in the air like Mary is throwing her hat. Wishful thinking.

This dude was doing what we were doing...selling his “goods” and handing out info about it. He even had a sweet outfit on to do it in. At least he put his game face on.

That should be a good thing, but he was in such bad shape that it was painful having him home and seeing him in such bad shape. He couldn’t move his head or neck or legs and he couldn’t go to the bathroom on his own. It sucked.

Also known as our night office. Now that it’s summer we’ve had a couple good nights sitting outside in the heat under the stars and cool hanging lights they decorated the space with.

Gallery openings are cool. Art is cool. Even bad art. Someone took the time to do something they love to do and it’s not a job, or something they have to do, or something told them to do. It’s pure passion and expression...which is maybe why a lot of it sort of sucks, but even the sucky stuff is cool. Nobody ever hung spread sheets and powerpoints on the wall and stood around and looked at it.

I love neighborhood places to eat. We have quite a few where we live. They mostly don’t seem to last too long, and for good reason because they usually aren’t that good. When they are good we do all we can to support them so they don’t disappear. This was our view sitting outside eating at the My-T-Fine Cafe on 43rd & Bryant. It was a killer weather day like so many have been this year.

The My-T-Fine was indeed mighty fine. I hope this place stays around a while. The food quality was incredible. Everything homemade and organic and it felt like someone made our lunch and gave a shit. Someones kid worked the front counter and delivered our food and the owner said thanks when we paid and i told her we’d be back for sure because the food was so good and she lit up like a christmas tree that compliment made her feel so good. Try complimenting someone at Famous Dave’s BBQ sometime, or The Cheesecake Factory or any other place like that and i’m sure the person may be very nice and smile politely (if you’re lucky) but they really don’t give a shit. How could they? The world needs more places like the My-T-Fine that put their passion into something they love and care about and can actually pull it off with some amazing food. And sad, but true...you won’t see this kind of thing in the suburbs. The little guy doesn’t stand a chance at getting a good space if Taco Bell wants to come in and open store #1276493567.

We were out walking Buster through the neighborhood in his new wagon and stopped and talked to our neighbors who just got a brand new wiener dog puppy...cute as hell and just tiny. I bet this drawing was bigger than the puppy really was!

We had to get out and get away from the past couple of weeks of dog babysitting and Buster seemed to be getting to a point where we could at least get away for a couple hours without us feeling totally guilty. So we went down to Bev’s Wine Bar for a bottle of wine and some salads. After all this dog sitting and having to be home all the time and having to take care of something that is helpless without us i KNOW we’re NEVER having kids. I can’t take it. I guess i am just way too selfish with my time and value it way too much. Not that i needed a reminder of that or anything, but i guess it’s good to get it.

Sitting at Bev’s and all of the sudden the sky lit up like a motherfucker. I guess it was the Aquatennial fireworks display and it was a doozey. Amazing show. Supposed to be the best of the year around here and one of the better in the country. I believe it too. It went on forever. And the best part was we got to sit inside in the air conditioning drinking wine with plenty of elbow room, no traffic and no white trash “Ooooo’s” & “Ahhhhh’s” to deal with. Score!!!

I resisted wanted to buy Buster a wagon, but we finally did and what a cool idea. We put him in the back of that sucker with a bunch of blankets and wheeled him around the neighborhood and he sat back there like a king. He had a huge smile on his face the whole time and put quite a few smiles on people’s faces too. I guess everyone including Buster felt better getting out in that wagon.