and on the next day…
May 14, 2005
My lament from last entry wasn’t entirely accurate—I definitely slept in today. It felt great. Now I’m at work, catching up on the long list of deadlines and features written on my whiteboard and lurking in my ‘TODO’ e-mail folder. It is amazing how one can waste available time, only to be suprised and frustrated to find that time gone.
I eased into the day with a fabulous lunch at Pizza Nea, lingering over the Onion and City Pages while eating my pizza. The weather’s acting very neurotic today; during my brief lunch, it alternated between torrents of rain and glimpses of sunshine.
City Pages had an interesting article on the new Twin’s stadium deal—seems like a raw deal. I’m all for keeping local sports teams (the Twins game was fun last night) but there is no reason to hand Carl Pohlad vast riches for the privilege. Just the bit about so-called “Club seats” made the class warrior within me cringe. 4,000 seats reserved for people to bring their well-to-do cronies to the game? Private elevators to hidden parking spots? Even sporting events can pick up the character of a gated community, it seems.
Are other people so frightening, different, and repugnant that we must pay exorbitant fees to wall ourselves off from the teeming masses?