Tuesday night was spent downtown at Sake Tumi, a pun-tastic sushi restaurant on Milwaukee St. It was a great night, the rain held out long enough for us to enjoy some great maki and watch the expensive cars valeted on the curb. I saw a couple of apartments this week, and one had a sauna built in a small closet. My ideal apartment is difficult to find, as I like older buildings that have been well kept, with bedrooms actually big enough to fit my bed in them. Not an easy search, but I have a couple of months before I need to move so optimism is still high.
Thursday night was the opening night of Summerfest. Passion Pit was the attraction for my friends and I so we walked to a bar-filled corner offering free shuttles to the grounds with the purchase of a drink. Taking said drink onto the turpentine-scented school bus, we made friends with barking strangers, an Australian looking for a green card and a southern girl, and powdery deodorant wearing concert-goers of all types yelling "Sheryl Crow!" at the fireworks on the lake. Summerfest is huge - much larger than I anticipated - and the shows were energetic and rowdy. We left to street performers giving it their all, Harleys roaring, and bus confusion, ending up walking home and stopping at a bar along with way with some new friends. I suppose everyone I know here is a new friend since it's only been 4 weeks. (I wish the guy holding this sign was my friend, too.)
An outing from work took us to the Brewer's game on Friday afternoon, where we tailgated and got free foam fingers in the first retractable dome stadium I've ever been to. I left in the 4th inning and was swept away from Miller Park by Deborah and Katie who came up from Chicago for a 18 hour visit. After some trouble with a missing ID and resident hall "security guard" who takes both himself and his job much too seriously, we went to Yield and had some beers and laughs and talked about the people from high school were fat/married/awesome. Saturday afternoon consisted of Vietnamese food and a brewery tour that turned into drinking beers by the river and listening to Springsteen.
After Katie and Deborah left, Jessica and I went to the beach and sipped local beer in between wave-fueled cat naps. Saturday night, a group of us went to Von Trier again for the German atmosphere, patio seating and free popcorn. The usual 2:00 AM Sunday morning phone call was made to Mystery Science Radio 3000 in Columbia, where Kyle and Tony were celebrating their 5th year on the air with a PB&J buffet and those Coors cans that change color when they're cold.
Today is another overcast Sunday afternoon spent in a coffee shop. The Black Keys are playing on the stereo and people are happy to be outside, rainy or not. The coming week has me looking forward to a butter burger and frozen custard lunch courtesy of my coworkers tomorrow, and 3 1/2 day weekend in Chicago, hopefully on a rooftop somewhere. For now, it's time to run some errands and relax before the morning comes.
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