We the people are disappointed

Truer words have never been written:

"What the Pew poll reflects is a profound disappointment in America’s failure to live up to its own ideals and standards."

To put it in a very American way, as a country we are all talk and no walk. And I am sorely disappointed.

This sentiment stems from the fact that I really enjoy reading about history. I like learning where I come from, how life has changed, what great things the people of the world have done against incredible odds. Even after taking a course on US history in the the public education system I was ashamed of where I come from. After learning about how racist immigration policies have been, how Lincoln "freed" the slaves with no aim to actually liberate them, how our government repeatedly lies to the people of our nation; I've become a bit more jaded with history. Not history as a subject, because it is important to learn the truth behind the lies, even if they do come 30 years after the fact. I've become angry at our history as a nation because it lingers and continues. Our history of lies and deceit from the government is a reality that continues to this day. These lies have terrible consequences for the poor and working class at home, and everywhere America "fights" abroad.

One subject that really bothers me is immigration reform and this bullshit proposal that thankfully failed. Yes, legalizing the status for many immigrants would be wonderful, as most are not a burden on our society (just like most legal citizens are not a burden). But that bill did not address the actual cause of so many immigrants from Latin America and other parts of the world. Instead of toppling democratically elected governments and supporting brutal dictatorships, our government could support democracy, thereby creating fewer refugees fleeing from death squads in their homelands. American companies should support their employees and not create sweatshops that pay below poverty wages. Americans glorify capitalism and a free market, well, then our corporations abroad need to not complain anytime a new government of a Latin American country steps in and doesn't support your brutal ways.

If America is ever to be respected again then it needs to truly support and nurture democracy, peace, and freedom. Our government is merely giving lip service to the ideals this country was founded on, and it is time for people like you and me to stand up and do something about it.

Who can turn the world on with his smile?

PETE!

Pete bonding with Minnesota favorite, Mary Tyler Moore on Nicolette Mall.

Since I last updated Pete finally arrived in Minnesota! It had been over six months since I last saw him and now we can have loads of fun on the other side of the ocean. We both have jobs now! It's exciting to start getting paid again. Being unemployed is very depressing. I don't much feel like describing what I've been doing recently. So here are some more pictures with descriptions.

Pete, Andy, Melissa, Scott, Allie, and I went to a concert at the Mill City Museum. They played a washboard and washtub bass. It was way exciting.

Then we wandered around the Stone Arch Bridge and watched a barge go through the lock. Much more exciting than you would think.

Then we made our way to the new Guthrie and wandered about. This is Pete's album cover for his debut album "Boat".

Andy and I played make-believe and had fancy dinner at Forepaugh's in St. Paul with his winnings from the Indy 500.

After fancy dinner we drove through St. Paul and strolled along the high bridge.

Ladies and Gentlemen...

... I have a headache. But enough about me, start your engines and lets get this show on the road. As some of you may know, the main reason for my trip down to Indiana was to see the Indy 500 with my mom. Ever since I was a wee child I've sort have been involved in racing. It all started when my mom would ready Tony and I the autobiography of Mario Andretti. I actually got to meet him at the Mall of America one day, Mom and I went out to get autographs. After seeing the Indy 500 on TV for most of my life, and having been to a few other races, it was about time to see the greatest spectacle in racing. Seeing is a bit of an understatement, it's more of a full sensory experience. You can see the cars yes, but you can also feel them go by, the noise is exhilarating and rather deafening, and the smell of gas and rubber from the tires permeates the air. It's quite something.

Mom, her cousin Janeen, and her daughter Meagan (who's also my cousin), and I drove out to Indianapolis for the big day. Our seats were in the southwest corner in turn 2. They were up really high, so we could see a lot of the track. It was also a good position to see the 6 crashes that occurred before the rain delay.

I don't think this is the main entrance, but this is the one we went through. The sign in the lower right corner is one of a crazy religious person telling race fans they need to be saved. Most ignored them.

The pace car leading the first lap. Patrick Dempsey of a show I've never watched drove the pace car. Meagan was really excited about that. I think I'd be a bit freaked out leading all those cars.

And they're off! First lap without the pace car, everyone is still pretty close together. This is the back stretch.

Here is the second crash. The road crew guys just stand out in the middle of the track telling the drivers not to run over them or the debris. I would pee myself.

I got really excited about taking pictures of the cars and everything else, then I realized each shot kind of looked the same as the others. So then I took video, so that everyone else can hear how loud the cars are, and Janeen. This is entertaining:

Greetings from Indiana!

I've been in Indiana for a day or so now and it's been rather rainy the whole time. Except now that I point that out, it's gotten sunny. At any rate, I feel as though it's time for a blog update.

Monday I had an interview at American Medical Systems, which I think went really well. It seems like a nice place to work. They do manufacturing and research in the same facility as corporate stuff. I'd be doing an HR internship, so that'd be really fun. Plus, the facility is on the Greenway, and they have a gym. So I could potentially bike to and from work. This excites me. Other than this interview, my job search continues.

To inform everyone on my dental hygiene, I got the rest of my fillings done last Tuesday (only 3 this time and they didn't find any more). This round through wasn't so bad surprisingly. I even got some stains off my teeth. Apparently drinking tea makes your teeth stained, and I drink a lot of tea. So now I have that to worry about. Afterward my mouth was numb, but it was less amusing this time because I was prepared for it. And I didn't accidentally spurt any water out of my mouth. When I got home I read a bit of Helter Skelter and fell asleep. Since my mouth was numb I drooled an absurd amount all over my blanket. But it was a really nice nap.

Yesterday I went to a baby shower for someone who works at the place I did last summer, though she started after I left, so I didn't know her. It was rather amusing. Only one actual child was present, and she was quiet, so she didn't annoy me. The first of the games we played was to "give birth" to a plastic baby frozen in a cup of water. So we had to melt the ice and whose ever "water" broke first and their baby was able to be taken out, won. I didn't win, but eventually I gave "birth" to a 1 oz. baby boy named Zack. I did sort of win the word scramble game, which made me proud because I have wasted enough of my life playing Text Twist that I should have done well at that.

Dad took the 4-wheeler that I crashed to the shop today because he's tired of working on it. Later we're supposed to go kayaking, and I'm excited. Though I'm slightly nervous that I'll rip open the kayak on some rocks or something. Just so that I can ruin everything new that my dad gets.

Tomorrow is the Indy 500! Expect some pictures from that.

Finals are over, so now what?

Last week was finals week and it went surprisingly well. Each of my finals weren't as difficult as I anticipated. The grades that have come back thus far have been good, so I'm happy about that. What I'm not happy about is my lack of employment. My work study job at the psychology department is no longer (at least for the summer) because I don't have work study funds for the summer. My brilliant plan to graduate this summer fell through because of one class and one lame department head telling me that 3 credits were too many to do an independent study. So now in addition to having to pay for another semester of college and reapply for loans, I don't have a job with which to ease that burden.

After finals were finished Mom and Dad drove up from Indiana for my graduation ceremony the coming Monday. That Saturday Tony and Laura ventured down to the cities as well and they took Andy and I out to dinner. First was shopping for Tony some new clothes because he can't do it without my mom. I also obtained new "kicks" that I'm really excited about. After dinner I went back to Minneapolis and hung out with Mike, Adam, Dan, and the rest of the gang. They were playing drinking games that involved overly carbonated beer and I couldn't compete. Afterward Andy and I headed to Van Cleave to play on the playground. Where instead we "wrasseled" with Ross and I lost my phone in the sand. Surprisingly it was still there in the morning, in good working order despite being a bit sandy.

Sunday involved brunch with my former neighbors and a stop by the old house. In the last 11ish months the new owner, Jimmy, has changed just about everything he could with the house. Admittedly the garden looks nicer (except for the statue of a dog's butt that makes it look like it's digging in the garden), but it's all overly arts and craftsy. Really quite gross, but hey, if that's what he likes, so be it.

Monday was the big day! I got to graduate this spring because Carlson only has one ceremony a year. So it was either before I graduate or well after I finish up. The ceremony was horribly disorganized as no one really knew where to go. But in the end we all ended up in a line of more or less alphabetical order. I'm glad I'm not in CLA because the processions in and out and the reading of names took far too long, and CLA is much larger than Carlson. Steve Forbes was the speaker, and he turned out to be quite funny and that made everything more bearable. Nothing exciting happened as I walked across the stage, though I could hear the high-pitched cheers from my mom and Andy. Here's a photo:

Me "walking" at Northrup.

Dad, Mom, and I posing with my "diploma."

That night we went out for fancy dinner at the Capital Grille and it went really well. Andy and I ordered entire chickens without realizing. And I got a rose for being a "graduate." It was quite nice. I also got my laptop back Monday, and I was really excited. Except I never got any of the files off of the computer, so I have to go back and get those. It's nice to have the laptop back though. Except now I have to replace all of my music, and that'll be annoying without the network of my former home.

So now it's Wednesday and I still don't have a job. I'll be cleaning my room today, looking for a job, making a list of things I need to get, maybe making a dent in that chicken, and possibly plotting out bike routes for my extreme free time.

The only thing that really makes me feel better about myself is that I'm not a 10 month old baby from Illinois with a gun license.

Scavenging Around Minneapolis

Last Saturday was my first alleycat race, known as scAVENGER! Basically we got a list of things to find/do in Northeast Minneapolis and about 2 1/2 hours to get it all done. The results are now in and our team, the Fightin' Unicorns placed an admirable second-to-last. We didn't get handicap bonus points like we deserved, but all's well that ends well.

Someone else took this picture of our team's bikes. Maddy is mine on the far right. That's our team up in the corner, devising our strategy.

Andy plotting out all the stops on a map that already had the stops plotted out.

The day started off pouring rain, but it let up just in time for the race to start. However, at that point I rolled over some large form of a spring and popped my first tire. Luckily Andy has the same bike as me, and he rode of to switch out tires quickly. While he was doing that, the rest of the team (which consisted of Jon, Katlin, her friend, Anouk, from the Netherlands, Kim, Andy and myself) checked an inappropriate picture off our list.

I'm pretty sure Mom wouldn't want me to bike around in my underwear. He could've caught hypothermia!

After that we were off to the highest point in Minneapolis to get a number off a kiosk and to take another photo of a "pointless" human pyramid. This took a lot more discussion than should be required for a pyramid. It didn't help that I couldn't figure out the timer on my camera right away. At any rate, we took a good picture.

I'm not actually really resting on anyone since I had to run around to the back.

Then we rode around and accomplished a few other tasks. Jon wrote a short essay about two songs from a juke box in Grumpy's bar and I tipped the bartender $1 (that was Andy's) for doing nothing. After that we headed to Boom Island to get a bloom and a wonderful picture. Though on the way Kim's chain broke in the middle of the road and we had to take yet another break. For some reason Andy was actually prepared for this set back and magically had a chain tool to fix her chain. The break was helpful in that we found a copy of the surprisingly elusive Northeaster for our collection of things.

Andy Has-the-world-in-his-backpack doing what he does best.

The task was to take a picture of the team on a picnic table with the skyline in the background. I should not have included so much of the other picnic table.

Then we were off to the "Feats of Strength"! Where we had used 40 oz of Miller High Life as a key to get into the stop. Our feat of strength was to each eat a large chunk of tofu covered with cinnamon, and then chug the 40 as a team. Lets just say that it was very beneficial to wash down the tofu with something.

Andy was amused by the tofu, Kim was disgusted, and Jon was thirsty.

Someone else also took another picture of our bikes. I was very excited.

I might have gotten the order of events a bit wrong. But at any rate, we were on our way to being done when I ran over a very dead squirrel and we were able to finish off the photo portion of the scavenger hunt.

We got 10 points for finding roadkill and taking a picture. Ten more points for a team member picking it up. Zero points for pretending to lick it. Jon's hand was immediately doused in whiskey to cleanse.

Then it was off to the after party! I've never seen so many bikers in the same place! It was really exciting. We turned in our manifesto and showed our pictures. The judge was appropriately disgusted with Jon's roadkill photo. Though we didn't win, it was still lots of fun. I really enjoy doing active things on the weekends. Next time though, I won't get so excited that they serve me at a bar.

A pitcher of beer!

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