So, I meant to write about last week earlier, but that was before just about every electronic device in my life decided to malfunction. (That’ll have to be its own entry.) It was kind of a weird week, even before the bridge tragedy. Lisa was on a basically unplanned three-day trip to Madison with Mathias, mainly so some family friends could meet the little one and so I could take care of some errands around the house (like stripping paint) that I didn’t want to do with the baby around. Lisa’s dad picked the two of them up last weekend–neither Lisa nor I wanted her traveling solo trip with a six-week-old–with the plan of them returning on Tuesday. Car problems and other issues intervened, though, which slowly pushed the return date all way to Friday.

Generally speaking, I handled Mathias’ absence pretty well, although my heart would melt whenever I heard him over the phone. A couple of days are OK. A week, not so much.

At least I got a lot done, although not as much as I had hoped. I spent two nights getting the dining room out of moving mode, and while the apartment is still a mess, it finally has all of its rooms in functional order. Warm weather and closed windows prevented me from finishing the paint stripping, but in retrospect that’s probably OK, as with all the distractions over the second half off the week I probably wouldn’t have finished it anyway.

The weekend was kind of mellow. We made an attempt at the Uptown Art Fair on Saturday, but gave up midway through due to bad weather. On Sunday I took Lisa down to see the bridge, which was a generally sober experience punctuated by one asinine run-in with some power-tripping cops. The MPD has some great individuals in it–we met one about an hour after the run in with the dicks–but events like that sometimes make me wonder, you know, why can’t we just have St. Paul’s police force? Minneapolis is a great city, and it deserves better.

I’m going to make an effort not to talk to much about the bridge here–I have other places for that–but it’s been on my mind a lot. Not much else to say about that, I guess.