You see I walk like Jabba the Hutt
With the style so new, y'all be like, "What?!"
It is a gorgeous day today...
Our little house panther, lurking below the massage table.
Don't... make... any... sudden... moves
Afte I ran and took the dogs for an agonizingly slow stroll, I hopped on my bike.
I cut across the big park they are building/developing across the street. It's about 100 acres. It used to be a meadow.
Those are the Spanish Peaks in the background.
They put in a couple ponds that they are going to stock with trout.
I am wearing my new Lebowski Acheiver t-shirt, listening to Jay Z and going bald.
I cruised down Main St.
I stopped at the Co-op and grabbed a "Blue Moo" smoothie. (Blueberries, banana, orange juice, & yogurt.) Mmmm.
This retarded guy was hanging around the bike racks. I had an amusing conversation with him. He really made me smile.
This is the upstairs portion of the Co-op.
I tooled down to the Sweet Pea Cafe, just off Main, on Wilson, and had a sandwich & read my book for a while. ("Tool" being the operative word here.)
I also had a conversation with my sister, Liz, who was driving out to the Coachella Music Festival. I suggested she end her evening with She Wants Revenge.
Then I went over to our local independent music store, Cactus Records on Main St.
All the albums I was looking for (Pearl Jam, Chili Peppers, Raconteurs) haven't come out yet, so I got a Yeah Yeah Yeahs album and a Jay Z album.
I crossed Main, and poked around the Country Bookshelf. (Another locally owned, non-chain store... gotta support those kinds of places.) I chatted with India's friend, Jill, who works there and with whom I snowboarded at Big Sky a couple monthns ago.
I picked up a novel on Deadwood and a Birds of the Rocky Mountains Field Guide.
Then I got back on my bike and cruised the rest of the way down Main Street.
This is the soon-to-be-completed, state-of-the-art, multi-million dollar Bozeman Library. According to the plans and stories I have read, it will be a kick-ass library.
This is the Montana Ale Works, a cool bar and restaurant in an abandoned train depot.
Then I rode home.
Our little house panther, lurking below the massage table.
Don't... make... any... sudden... moves
Afte I ran and took the dogs for an agonizingly slow stroll, I hopped on my bike.
I cut across the big park they are building/developing across the street. It's about 100 acres. It used to be a meadow.
Those are the Spanish Peaks in the background.
They put in a couple ponds that they are going to stock with trout.
I am wearing my new Lebowski Acheiver t-shirt, listening to Jay Z and going bald.
I cruised down Main St.
I stopped at the Co-op and grabbed a "Blue Moo" smoothie. (Blueberries, banana, orange juice, & yogurt.) Mmmm.
This retarded guy was hanging around the bike racks. I had an amusing conversation with him. He really made me smile.
This is the upstairs portion of the Co-op.
I tooled down to the Sweet Pea Cafe, just off Main, on Wilson, and had a sandwich & read my book for a while. ("Tool" being the operative word here.)
I also had a conversation with my sister, Liz, who was driving out to the Coachella Music Festival. I suggested she end her evening with She Wants Revenge.
Then I went over to our local independent music store, Cactus Records on Main St.
All the albums I was looking for (Pearl Jam, Chili Peppers, Raconteurs) haven't come out yet, so I got a Yeah Yeah Yeahs album and a Jay Z album.
I crossed Main, and poked around the Country Bookshelf. (Another locally owned, non-chain store... gotta support those kinds of places.) I chatted with India's friend, Jill, who works there and with whom I snowboarded at Big Sky a couple monthns ago.
I picked up a novel on Deadwood and a Birds of the Rocky Mountains Field Guide.
Then I got back on my bike and cruised the rest of the way down Main Street.
This is the soon-to-be-completed, state-of-the-art, multi-million dollar Bozeman Library. According to the plans and stories I have read, it will be a kick-ass library.
This is the Montana Ale Works, a cool bar and restaurant in an abandoned train depot.
Then I rode home.
posted by Joe at
3:45 PM
3 Comments:
Thanks for the photo tour - let me know how the new YYY's sounds - getting great reviews.
I got the new Flaming Lips but haven't had the time yet to let it grow on me.
I did discover a singer/songwriter worthy of mention: Ron Sexsmith.
The Raconteurs album should kick ass. I'm not so sure about the new Pearl Jam. The Tool album "10,000 days" is the one I'm looking forward to...
My bro-in-law, Brock Tucker, of exceedingly fine musical tastes, just returned from Iraq with the new Yeah3s and heartily recommended it to me. I'll be listening.
I went to high school in a tiny midwestern town, where I became friends with a family of eight children. One of those children now lives in Bozeman. Thanks for all the pictures. Now I can place you AND Tracy in context.
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