Minnesota

No visit to Minnesota would be complete without a stop at the Dinkytown McDonalds. I think I've stopped there every single time that I've ever been up there. There's nothing wrong with taking a McBreak every once and a while, but Wesley Willis (a Minnesota native) said it best with Rock and Roll McDonald's - "McDonald's will make you fat...they will put pounds on you." And who is to say that good ol' Wesley is wrong? I wouldn't dare upset a crazy schizophrenic that makes up silly techno songs such as "Cut the Mullet."

This McDonald's had a cool upstairs, with some big round tables. Too bad they weren't middle-aged round tables, like with King Arthur and Lancelot and shit. I would love to go out and slay a dragon, as long as I didn't get toasted or anything. Oh, and Jenny was being goffy the entire trip, which would explain the lot of these pictures.

It was Mike's idea to go grocery shopping, as he felt the need to be the best host possible. That and the fact that they didn't have any spaghettio's in their cupboard forced us on a trip to the local market. Mike pushed the cart, and I so badly wanted to throw in random things like you did as kid when shopping with your mom, but I didn't have to, cause Mike was already buying random stuff. He insisted that we buy cupcakes or something, Halloween ones I think...with bates and pumpkins on them. Did I say bates? I meant bats.

This is taken from the food on the shelves perspective, this is how funny we look when purchasing said food products. Think about that the next time that you go to the grocery store.

So Mike shopped, I took pictures, and Jenny rode the cart. These Mexicans were staring at her and speaking in their Mexican-tongued language. I guess you have to understand the person to understand the person's actions.