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i love you guys

For starters, I’m okay and my people seem to be accounted for. That makes me feel lucky. Thanks to everyone who tried calling (all circuits have been busy most of the night, and they’ve asked that cell phones only be used for emergency), texted, instant messaged, or emailed over the course of the night.

Not everyone is okay. There were fatalities, severe injuries, and I’m sure there are still people missing.

That bridge is one we go over a lot when we go out on the weekends. I’m sure the majority of people on it were either headed to the Twins game or headed home from work. There were school buses headed back from field trips, too.

I don’t have a lot more to say. I kind of just want to hang out on the couch with my dog for a while and feel fortunate that those people I love weren’t on that bridge that they all travel so frequently.

Here are local links for those interested:

• Timeline of the bridge collapse
• Eyewitness reports from people that were on the bridge at the time
• A diagram of the collapse
• Some photos on Flickr – Sean Tubridy has photos and a recap, and there are more but Flickr isn’t cooperating right now
• Noah’s been evacuated from his house after watching it collapse and pulling some people from the bridge
• A slide show from the Minneapolis Star Tribune.

That last slide show was about all I could take. I watched some coverage on the news, but you can’t see the expression on peoples faces from a TV helicopter like you can through a newspaper photographer’s lens.

I hope everyone that everyone knows is okay.

major collapsed bridge

A major bridge just collapsed in Minneapolis. Some of it fell into the Mississippi River and some fell onto the road below. I don’t really know what’s going on as far injuries and fatalities go, but the broadcast I’m watching on it keeps mentioning “red cards”, which obviously isn’t a good thing. It’s not pretty.

And I don’t like knowing that not all of my people are home safe and sound.

hair pictures!

I stole both of these pictures from Jenni, but it’s mainly because I can’t take pictures of myself being this awesome. I also wanted to show you all my awesome hair that I’ve been raving about for a good month now. (I’m like a gay boy, Cindi says, because I carry my hair wax everywhere I go. I can’t help it. Sometimes my hair gets floppy when it should be stiff. Shut up.)

This picture demonstrates the height that ye ol’ faux hawk is taking on, which I think is almost out of control. And this also shows how Katie, Matt, and I spent a good hour Saturday morning trying to get walk-in patrons to our pancake breakfast. It worked. A cop showed up. FOR BREAKFAST.