woke up thursday morning hung over from the fujiya + miyagi / peter bjorn + john show @ 1st ave the night before.   stayed in bed even after the coffee was brewed, finished reading 'tapping the source' ... by the time i got out of bed the book's noir mood seeped into my psyche, followed me around the streets of south minneapolis, propelled me in steve's truck as i went to our old diner for breakfast, bought a manual push mower at nicollet hardware.   thinking about last night's party - fujiya + miyagi got me boogyin!, the neighborhood - dan + kathy are still working the counter at 'our kitchen'! couldn't tell if they recognized this big surfer boy or not as i ate my 2 eggs toast + hashbrowns w/ tabasco.   thinking about how much i've grown away from the minneapolis and the tom-A-hawk of 10 years ago, i experienced the unmistakable kem nunn-esque pull of wondering: this feeling, is this what it feels like to be losing myself - or finding myself?   i'd been digging dandelions for the last three days, and thursday, my day off, with temps in the 80's - spring turned into summer and it was time to mow.

revolting queers party at the organ house [< hey look it's tom-A-hawk!] a couple weekends ago.   was a scene: plenty of minneapolis art school scenesters, all riding their skinny road bikes, rows and rows of them all locked together, like amsterdam.   saw THREE great bands between 11-1: reverse church, a band in the amityville horror room in the basement - maybe 1st communion afterparty? teen eagle? then mute era back up in the living room - tha kids were moshing!   there was crowd surfing!   didn't get right into the pit because i was like at least 1.5 times as big as anyone in there, so i guarded the perimeter, stomping away, sometimes holding up the whole crowd from falling over all by myself.   missed gay beast cuz i had to be up early for work.

last weekend was high spring with trees covered in nothing but blossoms, lilac liqueur filling the air for the mayday parade.   had kim over for pasta party dinner saturday night, had kung over sunday morning for a pre-parade brunch w/ mimosas (1/2 italian bubbly, 1/2 fresh-squeezed oj, w/ a splash of pomegranate cherry mmm ...) and a frittata.   mayday pics up on my flickr...