Twelve Little Pieces of Me

I lived in Minneapolis from 1984 and 1988. And for a brief spell in late 1990 and early 1991. I went to Annie's Parlour for burgers and/or malts maybe 20 times during these years. It was one of my favorite places to go.


I lived in Minneapolis again from 1996 to 2002. I walked past Annie's Parlour approximately 1,200 times. I never went in once. Why? What had changed in me? What had changed in the world? The malts and shakes and burgers and fries were still good. The view of the railroad tracks was still awesome. Why didn't anyone ask to meet me there? Why didn't I ask anyone to meet me there? Why didn't I take a date there on a summer night or a winter afternoon?

You see, their food, ambience, and location were pretty awesome. And yes I just said awesome.

I should have gone there more in the 90s. It would have been good for me.


On an unrelated note, Gilbert Gottfried (the funniest man in the history of the world) turned 51 a few days ago. In tribute to Gilbert, here's some of his work (extremely unsafe for work) and here's his blog.




I was wrong about this band. They're good. Listen. Listen!

And I think the Timberwolves have turned their season around. Finally. Why? Troy Hudson is in the starting lineup that's why. Wouldn't you want this guy on your team?

Why twelve? Why not twenty?