My blog entry yesterday went the way of the great electronic abyss. Apparently it just disappeared. My website consultant indicated things like that happen. She asked if I had happened to back it up on Microsoft Word! Nope!
The cry goes out from Washington D.C. to fix the oil spill. “Plug the damn hole”! With wisdom like that, we shall surely prevail.
Minneapolis is still a good place to visit. Our host last weekend was Grasshopper No.5. She does have a good feeling for the social life in the big city. Her job managing the entertainment website of the Star Tribune might have something to do with it.
While we were in town, the Brewers were playing an “inter-league” baseball contest with the Minnesota Twins. We were asked if we’d like to see the Friday night game. Nope! I don’t need to travel 300 miles to see the Brewers lose. The Twins beat the Brewers 16-3. Ugly.
There is an IKEA furniture outlet near the Mall of America. I wish I owned the business. It was “non-stop” people buying tables, chairs, lights, china, and bedding. The volume of traffic was unbelievable. We did buy a couple of lamps.
We have to travel across the Wausau tundra to get to Minneapolis. Son-in-Law Tom got to experience the birth of his first Grandchild last week. Mother and Grandson are doing well. Congratulations to all. As we traveled through Wausau, there were banners everywhere clebrating the occasion.
Rumor has it that Crystal Lake, Wisconsin has a lot of cottages for sale or rent. This is the time of year to sell a cottage because buyers are anxious to enjoy the water and warm weather. I’m waiting for a Grasshopper to buy a cottage and invite me out for a boat ride and a “brat fry”.
That sucking sound you hear is the electricity being used to run our air-conditioner. We just couldn’t hold out any longer.
Stay Cool.
Love,
Dad