...this past weekend but we had a great time, once again. On Saturday, Karen and I had a guest artist named Lindsey building mobiles for our shanty. They're beautiful and quirky and more tricky to build than we thought. The art supplies were spartan, making the task even more challenging: we had some string, a few chopsticks, a pair of wire cutters and a whole lot of oddly weighted plastic and plushy toys. Lindsey rocked the shack with her ingenuity and perseverance.
No one showed up for the first hour or so on Sunday so I kicked out the jam with some MC5. My taller half Kurt threw some cassettes into my bag before I hit the ice and I was pleasantly surprised to find my favorite boys from Detroit tucked in there ready to rock.
Knot-tying with Peter was a smashing success! What more could you ask for than a bunch of people jammed into a shanty learning how to tie the 'king' of knots, the bowline.
At about 3p Kurt showed up woefully underdressed with his guitar. After his fingers regained some feeling he played all my favorite country songs. A few visitors trickled in and out for the rest of the day and David came over to record some guitar songs and watch the darkness filter in through the Misfit Toys. Another fabulously cold day ends on Medicine Lake.
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I find it odd that Kurt would be woefully underdressed to anything
Kurt is woefully underdressed at ALL times during the winter months. He refuses to wear anything resembling a sweater and only wears one pair of thin socks with STEEL-toed boots. Terrible footwear choice, if you ask me. Then, in the summer he wears BLACK heat-trapping socks and shoes that should have been thrown into the river years ago. Yes, that's my taller half. Don't even get me started on proper hats and mittens...And I'm from MIAMI, for Pete's sake.
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