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Whew, Kori came to visit on Wednesday and left this morning and it feels like he was here a whole week, mostly because of yesterday. Because holy crap did I ever do a lot of walking on Wednesday.
1. walked downtown to the Art Institute (he had an appointment with the admissions guy, I tagged along)
2. walked to various places downtown
3. walked back to the apartment
4. walked to the weird military surplus store on Nicollet (turns out it's military surplus + the accumulation of decades. If I had size 5 1/2 feet and a significantly fatter wallet, I could really go nuts with the shoes, because there are a ridiculous number of mint condition vintage shoes, particularly in ladies 5 1/2, and I don't even know how this happens in a military surplus store)
5. walked to every imaginable convenience store in the franklin/nicollet area to find celery for Kori's meat loaf (unsuccessful)
6. walked back to apartment
7. walked to Acadia for coffee
8. walked to the Walker
9. walked through the Walker (they have a new exhibit that's a wall projection of a computer animated dolphin they call "the oracle," you type in questions to it on a keyboard and it "answers" them in dolphin moonspeak with helpful english subtitles. When asked if there was any place within walking distance that sold celery, it gave us the only straight answer we ever got out of it: no.)
10. walked around the sculpture gardens
11. walked to the little store across from the apartment (purchased some slightly fishy but workable celery, stick that in your pipe and smoke it you stupid dolphin)
12. walked back to the apartment
13. collapsed into a semi-vegetative state (no walking required)
The meeting with the admissions guy at the Art Institute was pretty interesting, since Kori wants to go there to major in culinary arts and it's something I've sort of idly tossed around as an unlikely possibility. So this was pretty much a chance to get the culinary arts major rundown without having to pretend I was seriously interested. It did seem a bit appealing. I think I'll wait to see what Kori thinks after he does a semester. I think I'd be a lot more attracted to the prospect if it wasn't going to cost about 40k to get what is essentially an associates degree in "feeding myself."
1. walked downtown to the Art Institute (he had an appointment with the admissions guy, I tagged along)
2. walked to various places downtown
3. walked back to the apartment
4. walked to the weird military surplus store on Nicollet (turns out it's military surplus + the accumulation of decades. If I had size 5 1/2 feet and a significantly fatter wallet, I could really go nuts with the shoes, because there are a ridiculous number of mint condition vintage shoes, particularly in ladies 5 1/2, and I don't even know how this happens in a military surplus store)
5. walked to every imaginable convenience store in the franklin/nicollet area to find celery for Kori's meat loaf (unsuccessful)
6. walked back to apartment
7. walked to Acadia for coffee
8. walked to the Walker
9. walked through the Walker (they have a new exhibit that's a wall projection of a computer animated dolphin they call "the oracle," you type in questions to it on a keyboard and it "answers" them in dolphin moonspeak with helpful english subtitles. When asked if there was any place within walking distance that sold celery, it gave us the only straight answer we ever got out of it: no.)
10. walked around the sculpture gardens
11. walked to the little store across from the apartment (purchased some slightly fishy but workable celery, stick that in your pipe and smoke it you stupid dolphin)
12. walked back to the apartment
13. collapsed into a semi-vegetative state (no walking required)
The meeting with the admissions guy at the Art Institute was pretty interesting, since Kori wants to go there to major in culinary arts and it's something I've sort of idly tossed around as an unlikely possibility. So this was pretty much a chance to get the culinary arts major rundown without having to pretend I was seriously interested. It did seem a bit appealing. I think I'll wait to see what Kori thinks after he does a semester. I think I'd be a lot more attracted to the prospect if it wasn't going to cost about 40k to get what is essentially an associates degree in "feeding myself."
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