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Draplin Design Co., North America
July 16, 2003
Posted at 11:09 PM

The summer days have been beautiful. Tales of hot, hot heat elsewhere don’t even raise an eyebrow out here. The days have been nice and cool, and the nights, even cooler. So nice.

Melissa has this to say, “Move back to the Midwest. We’ll see how you handle the heat and the mosquitos.” The girl brings up some good points. That humidity could be the end of me. I’ve got an air conditioner that is still in the box, and I’m not afraid one bit to pull it out and fire it up. Brand spankin’ new, used only a couple days back in late August of 1999.

Will August rear its ugly head, unleashing some sweaty dog days? Hard to say. We’ll keep you updated.

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Putting the final touches on a “fall itinerary.” Something along the lines of: Fly into somewhere obscure, rent a rig and drive back to the see the parents, by way of Minneapolis, Chicago, etc. A trip through the Midwest…starting in say, Arkansas or Missouri, moving north towards Minneapolis, over to Michigan, down to Ohio and back to wherever I’m flying out of. We’ll see. Big plans and wide eyes.

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The house has finally cleared out. Nice to have the place back to normal. Cam came and went, leaving a trail of code and blood. We worked up some freelance, tune up the DDC site a bit and tended a life-threatening wound to his nose. He’s safe and sound, back in the big city New York working on web projects.

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Lots of Gocco intensity around CINCO. Big words, bigger stacks of paper. Ink is gonna hit the paper this weekend, you bet.

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Why don’t you fly to NYC and we’ll drive back to Michigan together and then do the cross-country thing.

You might get tired of my car-farts though. Rental cars from Newark Airport are super-cheap.

I might be doing a group camping trip in September in Oregon. Coiuld possibly coincide the trip with that.

Posted by: Cam on 07/16/03 at 11:33 PM

Fuck all that anti-midwest rhetoric. So far—mid July—not one turn-on of the air condiditoner. Very few dog-breath days, many cool, refreshing nights. Last weekend, at the cabin on Beatrice Lake, sweet breeze blowing a loving song of summmer. Loons calls to lull you to sleep. Somewhere I heard a wolf howl. Sat in the sauna, and sweated all the evil out, then jumped in the lake for a soul-cleasing dip with the blue gills. Nodded off to sleep with the delighful flavor of Grain Belt on my breath. Awakened a new man.

This is God’s county, Aaron (and PJ—I know you’re reading). Ely is calling you………….

Posted by: Ryno on 07/17/03 at 12:46 AM

You’re damn straight. Even Chicago has seen a fair summer. No air conditioner in my temple, and even the cats (who insist on wearing goddamn fur coats year-round) haven’t raised an eyebrow. Ely, Branson, Moose Lake…All good stuff. I do hear the “call of the wild.” Probably taking a scooter trip home to Michigan next weekend and a 12-hour scooter ride up to Minneapolis sometime later in the summer towards fall, for a scooter rally there. Can’t wait.

Posted by: "Long-Haul" Chmiel on 07/17/03 at 9:15 AM

You wouldn’t ride your scooter 12 hours to see your blood brother Ryno and your brother in need Halsey? Surely you’re not coming just for the rally…

Aaron- I drank 2 Grain Belts after work today (it was 2 fer 1) and then I got wobbly and fell asleep on the floor.

Posted by: Kurt Halsey on 07/17/03 at 7:11 PM

Kurt, you bet I’d ride there for you, but this is a rare case where there’s someone else insane enough (and with vast mechanical knowledge no less) to ride with, offering some semblance of peace-of-mind on an otherwise foolishly-long scooter trip. Unfortunately, it looks like blood-brother Ryno will be out of town on that particular goddamn weekend, so I may not get to see him. But I look forward to seeing you, if you’re in town. You and Ry are about all I got left in Minneapolis, I haven’t maintained good contacts post-MCAD, and most of the crew now lives elsewhere…with the exceptions of Charlie, Kevin, Dimmel…?

Posted by: "Brother Love" Chmiel on 07/18/03 at 10:37 AM

Hey Aaron, thanks for giving Ryno some work to do. He owes me 162.50, but I’m being cool about it for now. If it gets to be next month and I’m dropping his rent again, I’ll be kicking in the spokes of his bicycle. No joke. I got a lot of anger and frustration building up inside me…

Posted by: Kurt Halsey on 07/18/03 at 7:35 PM

Dude, I was so ready to pay you. Now I don’t think I can afford to. I can give you some $$, and maybe a B.J.

I’m in a freaking jam, man. You can keep my deposit $$ if worse comes to worse. Someone has to give me a job soon. Fuck.

Thanks, Drap. You can make that check payable to Kurt Halsey Fredriksen.


You little assholes better work these matters of finance out, and quick. I’m concerned. It could break you two up, and we know how fickle “rebound relationships” are.

Listen up, when Ryan comes to you, hold him close and tell him, “Time are tough my lover, things will be okay. I understand yer woe.”

Then you two will be on a better path, together.

Posted by: Draplin on 07/18/03 at 8:34 PM

I am in a Jam too, Ryno. I was just joshing you. You know I gotz sympathy for your cause. I have a BFA in Painting… Ha!

Posted by: Kurt Halsey on 07/18/03 at 8:57 PM

“Ryno used to work teaching art.
Budget’s getting cut —
he’s down on his luck, its tough.
Soooo tough.

Kurtie works the Walker half-days
playing with his cat
he goes home and paints ‘bout love
oooooh looove”

Yer a dick, draplin.

Posted by: Ryno on 07/18/03 at 9:22 PM