Since Thursday, I have been babysitting cats, modeling and/or doing promos in the Minneapolis area, while Harlequin enjoys a much needed vacation in moist Seattle. During my extended stay in the Twin Cities, I have realized that I hate smelling like bus fumes and car exhaust every time I go outside. It has been a fun trip aside for that, yet I cannot wait to go back to Rice. Here's some highlights.

• On Thursday, Lucinda and I did dinner at Kieran's Pub.  How anyone can call enough chicken to provide me with dinner for days in a row an "appetizer" is beyond me.  Still, the food was excellent.
• I did a wonderful shoot with Heinz Richter on Friday morning.  I am very excited to see the results.  Harlequin's mom made me a homecooked meal after the shoot.
• I did demos in Fridley, Monticello and Champlin all weekend long.  That was tiring.
• I discovered that after a few heavy meals, steamed asparagus with spiced cottage cheese is a welcomed tonic.
• Harlequin's mom took me out for brunch at a really delicious cooperative dining establishment.  The food was excellent, but that excursion made me realize that I am indeed bougoise to the core.  Here's some examples:
  • I ordered hot cocoa with soy milk and whipped cream because I love soy milk.  The guy taking my order made some snide comment about my not being vegan.  I didn't want to make a scene but I just wanted to tell him, "Keep your politics out of my body, asshole!  Unless of course, you think that abstaining from cow secretion drinking is morally superior to premeditated baby killing!"
  • The entire time I was eating, I wanted to give the restaurant staff shampoo and conditioner.  Dirty hair is not a revolutionary act, it's just gross, especially when there's food involved.
  • I wondered how it was possible for so many "individualistic" women to own the exact same style of sweatshirt, in different colors, at one single restaurant.
  • I shuddered every time I read boards and flyers signed "The Collective."
  • Communist-style decor, even in hippy colors, still looks depressing.

That's all for now.  Off to see art and eat ice cream.