As I was staring at this woman, probably a little too blatantly, one of my friends said, “Hey Brian, she looks like you!”
I reached up to my head, and lo and behold, I was bald.
And then I woke up.
Just kidding. I’m going to La Crosse.
The sun is nauseatingly beautiful this morning, and even though it’s getting in my eyes, the orange haze it’s casting all over the dome car (or dining car, viewing deck, whatever) makes the low number on my watch and the slight headache I’m experiencing worth it.
A six-year-old girl came and sat across from me as her mom went to go get some juice for breakfast. She gave me a play-by-play on the size, color, and shape of the Froot Loops she was eating one by one out of a Tupperware container. She also told me that she wanted to guess my age, and when she did, she guessed 40.
As a 21-year-old, I can’t say I’ve ever experienced that.
Lee Walton is an Experientialist artist who has set up seven performances in the Minneapolis area over the next three months. I could go on and on trying to explain this guy, but I suggest you just go to his website to experience his work for yourself. Or hey, come to Bethel! I’ll treat you to a smoothie at Royal Grounds.
Anyway, a week before Friday, these words were put on the wall of Cuzzy’s Bar in Minneapolis.
Like I said, I marked my calendar, and Christie and I made a date to go watch, sure enough, at 6pm, a man with a blue hat pushing a bicycle eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. So random, yet so deliberate.
I’m currently obsessed with his work. Here’s a schedule for the next six performances. I’ll be going to all of them.
Outside of Barbette Restaurant 1600 W Lake St, Minneapolis, MN 55408 Wednesday, September 30 at 10:00am Person with wiffle ball bat walks curb before finding a penny
Across from the Black Dog Café
at the corner or Broadway St. and Prince St, Lowertown, St. Paul, MN
Sunday, October 11 at noon
Person walking with purpose stops to answer cell phone, turns 360 degrees
Outside of Whitey's Saloon
400 E. Hennepin Ave. Minneapolis, MN
Tuesday, October 13, 2:00pm
Person sitting with legs crossed, drinks a Pepsi while thinking about an old friend.
Outside of the Red Stag
509 1st Avenue NE, Minneapolis, MN
Monday, October 19 at 11:59pm
Person with backpack relieves an itch
701 Washington Ave. N (between 7th Ave. N and 8th Ave. N), Warehouse District, Minneapolis, MN
Saturday, November 1 at 1:00pm
Person walks by wearing mostly blue carrying 2 gallons of milk.
Bethel University Campus, Brushaber Commons, 2nd floor
3900 Bethel Drive, St. Paul MN
Thursday, November 5 at 4:15pm
Two students with brightly colors shoelaces kiss before going separate ways.
And what’s cancelled when the sky is cloudy?
MY ASTRONOMY CLASS, which is actually really fun but there’s just something about not having to go to class.
And what else does that mean?
That I’m free until 10, and then I’m back to my regular 10p.m. - 1a.m. slice of free time.
And what will I do with all that time?
Pencil holders.
Desk-organizational thingies.
Anything cute with a drawer
Bins.
Jars.
Waste Paper Baskets.
You name it. I love it. Take me to Office Max, and that’s the first place I’ll go and drool. Opening and closing drawers, imagining what I could put in this box, in that container, just besieged and smiling at all the Stuff That Holds Stuff. (Then I would head over to the Sharpie aisle, but that’s a different story.)
[Disregard the Dwight Bobblehead. I just wanted to show it off.]
I recently added to my collection by purchasing something called The Really Useful Box. And I have to say, this Thing That Holds Things actually is a Really Useful Box. At three by five inches, I could put anything in it. Anything in the world. Currently, it’s holding my Spanish flashcards.
[Hey there, gorgeous.]
And now there’s one less item that doesn’t have it’s own cute little place in my room. Ah, Things That Hold Things, I love you. I truly love you.
