I think more happened in the past 36 hours than I’ve been able to process yet.
Bike ride, buddy home from the navy, Adventures, Minneapolis, Beer, and a Speeding ticket… That’s how my Saturday played out.
The bike ride was nice. First real ride on Annabelle, I loaded the bike in my parents truck and headed into town to pick up my paycheck and run some errands. I had this grand plan that I would mail my rent, deposit my check, and maybe treat myself to some beef jerky or a coffee somewhere a long the route… unfortunately it was 2pm on a Saturday so everything was closed… except for Target. So I bought a new pair of cheep sunglasses and some beef jerky… All in all it turned out to be a 6.6mile loop around town.
After I got home from my ride my buddy Peter came over. Haven’t seen him in a couple months since he left for the Navy. We headed to Minneapolis to pick up our other compatriot John to go see a 7,000 pound iron pour at the Franconia Sculpture Park.
Once we finally got to Franconia and found the site that was getting ready to melt an pour iron we discovered that they probably wouldn’t be pouring for some time and that we were cooking in the sun and quite hungry. So we went back to Minneapolis for burgers and beer at the Bulldog.
On the way back to my car I saw this little guy hanging around the backside of the Ginger Hop
From there we headed back to Johns where he showed me Starcraft 2 and I realized that my return to video games could drastically alter my productivity and social life if I wasn’t careful.
Eventually we headed to Burrito Loco in Dinky Town and proceeded to kill 3 pitchers of Grainbelt NordEast and a pitcher of wings. I’ll do a more in depth review of NordEast once I get my hands on a six pack or two and have the time to figure out why it’s so damn delicious.
On the way home at 1:30am Peter and I were driving on the detour around Hwy.19 in Northfield when I saw this in my mirror
Apparently I wasn’t paying attention to how fast I was going… 74 in a 55mph zone. After passing a field sobriety and breathalyzer with flying colors the officer was kind enough to give me a ticket for 69mph and send us on our merry way.
While this definitely sucks and there are lots of other things I’d rather spend my money on, I’m ok with this. I’ve been habitually speeding for close to a decade and since this was the day for me to get a ticket I’m glad it happened when it did and not when I was driving 95mph in a 60 zone up around Franconia.
Lesson learned slow down… a little.