The Deliverator – Wannabee

So open minded, my thoughts fell out…

Nostalgia

Posted by Deliverator on September 27th, 2005

Nostalgia

My Aunt Nancy picked me up at the airport and we went to breakfast at Perkins. She was unable to get the day off, but will be meeting me at 3pm or so to go out to Glencoe. Before heading off to work, she dropped me in the Lynden Hills neighborhood, which has a number of neat shops and cafes. I sat at a very nice coffee shop called Dunn Brothers (part of a chain, I believe) long enough to read the Star Tribune, post my prior blog entry and nearly fall asleep face first in my hot chocolate. I knew I needed to move, or risk falling asleep in a socially unacceptable place, so I plugged in my GPS and got on my feet. I walked 3/4 of the way around Lake Harriett, stopping to take photographs along the way. I took a number of shots of the Bandstand that made for interesting shot composition. I think if I do a little photoshopping to pump up the contrast and convert to greyscale, that I might have a few print-worthy pictures among the bunch. After reaching the south end of the lake, I headed along Minnehaha Parkway into the neighborhood I grew up in. Along the way, I caught sight of an Albino Squirell, and snapped some shots. The 10x optical zoom and image stabilization features of this Canon S1 IS come in really handy sometimes. Upon reaching my old neighborhood, I discovered that our old house was once again up for sale and that an open house was in progress. I went in and told the real estate agent that I used to live there. I don’t think he believed me at first, until I started reciting the house’s dirty little faults. There was nobody but the bankers/representatives there, so I wasn’t chasing off any potential buyers. The house has definitely undergone a few changes since my family owned it, and I don’t think all for the bettter. The furniture/carpetting/appliances all seemed very out of place in the Tudor home, and there was little effort to match styles within a room, much less across the whole house. The house itself seems in very good repair, with a new roof, a raised floor and some new windows to replace those lost a few years ago whe n a giant Elm tree fell on the house. In this case, I believe it was uprooted by a storms, and not by Dutch Elm Disease. After exiting the house, doing my best to mask my displeasure, I headed up to Sam’s house and called him from outside. I will be staying at his house until this Friday. I was glad to hear that Al and Nancy will be arriving back on Thursday, so I should get at least some chance to see them. After stopping off at Sam’s, I walked up 50th to The Malt Shop and had a large lunch consisting of Walleye and a Heath Bar Malt. All in all, I am having a great time so far.