The Simple DudeA Simple Dude in a Complex World

Nope, this not the kind of TWISTER with the colored sheet and spin wheel that you drag out when you’re really drunk and try to convince your friends to play naked.  Wait, you don’t do that?  Hmmm… Maybe thats why my friends stopped coming to my house.

This is about the other kind of twister.  We survived a wild weekend of storms here in the Twin Cities.  Both Saturday and Sunday afternoon there were tornadoes that bounced around our area.  The Lady Friend and I actually got pretty lucky in that we were out running around spending money we don’t have both days and just got back home before the shit storms hit.

We didn’t see much damage here in the ‘burbs but some parts of Minneapolis saw serious damage… trees down all over the place, roofs off houses, etc.  Yikes.  This is right in the middle of the city and very densely populated.  I grew up not too far from where this all happened and can say some of those areas are anything but affluent so I would imagine there are folks affected that don’t have insurance..  kind of a bummer.

This photo shows the kind of stuff going on around here, with houses just wiped out.  The have closed all the exits off the freeway into these neighborhoods to try to keep the lookie-loos out while they start the cleanup process which will probably take weeks.

 

On a lighter note, as I mentioned the Lady Friend and I were out running errands Sunday – specifically loading up at Costco.  I thought Costco might be offering some post Apocalypse deals, but no such luck.  Bastards.

On the way home we passed a furniture store which inspired a conversation about us needing to take a trip to Ikea in the near future.  Incidentally I refer to Ikea as Swedish Hell because I dread taking trips there.  Sure the deals are usually pretty good but the whole process just pisses me off, mostly because I always have to park like 1/2 mile from the damn store.

Anyway back to the Lady Friend.  She reminded me of the time we went to Ikea together when we first started dating.  She bought a large dresser and in the process of me carrying it up the stairs at her house I pulled something in my shoulder.  It was one of those nagging injuries that didn’t hurt that much at the time, but did for weeks after and to this day two years later I still feel it every so often. 

I told her that dresser completely ruined my baseball dreams of someday being a Major League Pitcher.  Her response was that it sure didn’t stop me from becoming a Major League Bitcher.

Yeah, really funny…  someone quick find her an open mic night.

SD