The Foshay Tower. Pierogi. Snow. Old-time radio dramas. Gray suits. Fresh flowers. The Columbia Sports III bicycle, 1972 model -- long may she ride in Scrap Metal Heaven. The Wheel Goods Flyer, 1939 model -- manufacturered right up the street on Lyndale Avenue for me to ride around on. Ushankas. Poncey wallpaper. Loring Park. Cathedral Hill in St. Paul. Steaks. Liberal Norman Lear sitcoms of the 1970s. Biking in suits. Handclaps. Cabinet Magazine. Harper's. New Yorker cartoons. Slidehows. The NATO phonetic alphabet. Disliking bands I liked at age 23. Liking bands I will dislike at age 43. Creepy fascination with the robotic qualities of Mitt Romney. Falling asleep at bars. Text messages. Old-fashioneds.. The photo archives at the Minnesota Historical Society. Thinking about Christopher Hitchens. Craigslist missed connections. YouTube videos that are just an uninterrupted shot of a 45 playing on a turntable in its entirety. The Layman's Cemetery on Lake Street. Heavy starch. The Folk Art Museum in New York City. Pittsburgh, Cleveland and the filthier parts of Cincinnati and Brooklyn. Marcel Dzama, Icecreamlandia, Henry Darger, Katie Beach, Ted Nathanson, Michel Gondry, Raymond Pettibon. Henry Hobson Richardson. The Soap Factory. Art of this Gallery. ARP! Magazine. The 21A. Team Double Team. Stucco. Mizithra cheese. Teenage Law Student and Prom Shame. Knob Creek bourbon. Saturday night fish fries. Orthodox churches. Nicollet Avenue in the spring. Biographies of Elvis Presley and Richard Nixon. Bubble tea. The architecture on Marquette Avenue in Minneapolis and Market Street in Louisville. Directing pleas of desperation towards Larkin. Latin arrangements of La Perfidia. Hand-drawn maps on bar napkins. Complaining out loud to myself that KQRS does not play enough early Deep Purple. Taking the LRT to MSP. Regionally-specific acronyms. Tying linen napkins around my neck in nice restaurants and holding up my knife and fork vertically so that they are perfectly parallel to one another, and then saying "Let's eat!".
People with loud and forceful opinions about my potentially impending graduate education.
Mingering Mike.
The Third Man. The Saddest Music in the World. Diary of a Lost Girl. Slap Shot. O Lucky Man! If... Britannia Hospital. Nashville. Any and all Elvis movies, particularly It Happened At the World's Fair, which is the one where Elvis goes to Seattle, adopts a Chinese kid, and then becomes an astronaut at the end.
Bottom, Yes Prime Minister, Good Times. Frontline. Meet the Press if I'm awake.
Dave Hickey, Sean Carswell, Joe Meno, Ben Katchor, Nick Tosches, Ole Rolvaag, Studs Terkel, Colson Whitehead, John Dos Passos, Italo Calvino, Mark Twain, Larry Millett, George Plimpton, George Saunders, Tony Millionaire, David Rakoff, Zadie Smith, Joan Didion, Nicholson Baker, Donald Barthelme, Thomas Frank, Lillian Ross, Johnny Ryan.
NeighborhoodsHilltop, J-town, Whipps Millgate, Barbourmeade, Lyndon, the Highlands, Phoenix Hill, Crescent Hill, Regent Square, Old Louisville, Bryn Mawr, Midtown Phillips, Powderhorn Park (back where I belong).