Crate & Marvel

On short notice, I went up to Edina tonight to pick up a piece of furniture at Southdale. It was a rush-rush trip that started the second I left Julia's room, peaked when I rushed into Crate & Barrel six minutes before closing time (Jamie A. at the checkout counter wasn't too pleased to be bothered by the sweaty guy), and then wound down with a long drive back home in the dark, lighter of wallet but heavier of storage bench.


The whole way south, I thought about how strange the mall seemed. I can't even remember the last time I was in a mall (Mall of America? a year ago?), and despite being on the verge of shutting down for the night, it was a bit overwhelming: the lights, the giant signs, the flood of colors everywhere, the overlapping musical noise, the flow of teenagers between Caribou and the movie theaters... Thank goodness I managed to overcome my displacement enough to find my credit card.

Forecast: Significant blowing and drifting, with the possibility of heavy accumulation in rural areas.