We found ourselves adequately candied at Grand Old Days festival about a week ago. Despite the rain-threating weather, there seemed to be quite the quagmire of bodies festivalling, partying, parading, and parade watching two blocks from our apartment on Grand Ave.
We managed to trade a pint each of our blood for some free pizza coupons which we dined on at Punch a couple days later. Puch is totally a great pizza place that makes me want to do mozaics. Also while there we scored some "mystery tickets" for a mysterious amount of rides at The Mall of America which we used yesterday. Its been a while since I put my organs through that kind of abuse. Luckily the uncontrolable screaming released any tension that they were feeling about it.
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