Tousan's Tousan

A father's father in 1945 with his two oldest children, Tommy and Jimmy. I suspect that it was taken in Hovland on the north shore of the big lake, but just a hunch. The old guy would be 98 this year. Doesn't he look like a logging truck driver.


The traditional Father's Day at the Sculpture Garden yielded this photo of the Lion King (LK??) and the Spoonbridge and Cherry. We missed the smiling countenance of the wanderer, KS, last seen in the Orient.


There is no biking today. The trip to the Spoon and a walk around the Garden and Loring Park in the heat was enough today. The wind is coming on strong, too, which discourages tennis ball slamming and riding of velocipedes.

Happy Father's Day to you who read this, and who are fathers.

Unbroken Adam

Unky Herb went to the doctor and was x-rayed. There is no apparent break in the bone, just a bad bruise and pain. The doc again recommended 4 ibu's whenever the pain came back (does it go away?). No biking for him for a while. The result of the fall in photo form:


It was a morning for the iChat with KK (Kagami Kid). She has another blog entry on Xanga, so there is not too much to add to that (see link in my permanent links). She has a reserved seat for the good old USA and is looking forward to the three Michigan B's - beach, blueberries, and blading - and the usual good times. Plus some time in Minnesota with friends and family, and some practice with her primary language - English.

Hot. Hot. Hot. Hot. Four days in a row over 90. I went to a movie, one of very few times in my life when I have gone to a film alone. It was air conditioned and there was one other person in the theatre. It doen't matter what was showing.

Minnesota Rocks (number 5 on the web site map) is in Hamline Park at Snelling and Thomas. "Cajibracan" was created by Peter Morales of St Paul. I drove to the park yesterday in the heat of the day and the rock was in the advertized location.

Adam Fall Down

It seems like a bad karma day in lotus land. First, Santini has a flat for the first time in 2500 miles or so, then Adam falls off his bike and injures his elbow. He was on lunch break at work and his front wheel got caught in a crack and down he crashed. He landed on his right elbow and it started to swell up at work. He called me and I drove over to pick him up (and his bike). Once home, he went to the doctor to get X-rays. More bad karma. The x-ray technician wasn't there so he has to go back in the morning. They gave him a sling and advice - take 3-4 ibuprofens before bed. He's trying to get some sleep without disturbing the limb. Other than his elbow and grease on his leg, he is fine. So is the Trek.

I had tennis scheduled tonight. It started out as a hot night, but cooled off enough to be pretty much ideal. I played at Somerset Country Club on clay. I haven't played on the dirt for quite a while and it was a treat. The tennis was competitive, but friendly, and we played three close sets, changing partners for each set: 9-7, 6-4, 4-6. And then the sun was getting dim, so we swept the court and I came home for veggie burgers, guacamole, and sweet red cherries. Yum. I earned my big appetite.

So, a couple of days ago I threatened to post a photo of the most ugly structure I've seen on rides lately. This one is pretty ugly. It's an old abandoned structure down by the big river on Randolph Avenue. It used to be functional - about a century ago. Are there uglier buildings anywhere?