all that's past is prologue...

I can't remember the last time I saw two concerts in two nights! Last night, we *finally* got to the Palace for a concert, seeing The The touring for their new album. We seemed to join everyone else our age in the Twin Cities who feel in love with the band during our formative teen years, including Patrick's close friend Dawn and her boyfriend Harry, who we met for dinner at St. Dinette before the show. The concert was great, some of the most fun I have had in a long time. The first half was pretty much a straight run of the new album, then an intermission and the band's older hits (and I mean "they lightly" — The The is and always has been Matt Johnson plus the people he surrounds himself, knowing better than most that when you surround yourself with brilliant people you look even better).  It made for a great night, starting with poetry and ending with nostalgia. Matt Johnson is a genius and no one can convince me otherwise.  Also I clearly formed brilliant mus...

I wax rhapsodic about the Marathon every year. But I always do love it — and have since I was a teen cheering on my teacher Fitz , one of the first people I knew to run it. And since I have lived in my current neighborhood, the McLaughlins have had a marathon party; first Judy and now her son David and his family. (The McLaughlins are stellar people, we were there last week for a debate watching party). Today we walked down and were able to cheer for friends running the 10-mile, saw the first wheelchairs come by as we were talking to our friend Sylvia, and made it to the McLaughlin's in plenty of time to see the first runners.  Plus some of the end of the 10-milers: We visited with friends and ate great food. We got to hang out with Senator Klobuchar as she high-fived runners, much like the late great Paul Wellstone did at that same location for many years. We got to appreciate the Pride Festival the JJ Hill house had going in the front yard (yay Gibson for making that happen!) And...