Category: Hanging Out

A St. Paul Adventure

Edald PetermanLeave a comment


For starters, I would like to say that I only agreed to this adventure because I was hungry and my car broke down. I love being lonely but I was overcome by my hunger… I caved and decided to spend my Saturday afternoon with some acquaintances.

Saturday rolls around, I was the last one to be picked up… so I was able to put off socializing for a little bit. But then 10:45 rolled around… sure enough Hubert was posted outside my apartment in his black 1999 Pontiac. What a piece of junk. My car might be in the shop but it’s at least a Silver 2007 Ford. Bleh. Whatever… it’s just a car. Just remember the real reason you decided to go: you’re hungry and need to fill the massive void in your life somehow. I open the door of the car and take a seat in the back. I stare aimlessly out the window, not saying a word to anyone in the car.

Rodsent decided that we should go to the state fair and get some Sweet Martha’s cookies. However it’s winter… so the state fair is closed. Now we are sad AND hungry! After 15 minutes of complaining, we compromise on a local restaurant with raving reviews. We decided on Black Waffle & Coffee Bar, I mean who doesn’t like waffles. Some might say we were inspired by Donkey in the movie Shrek. We arrive to the waffle bar. No parking. We do a couple loops around the building until someone is backing out of their parking spot. We park and walk into the restaurant. A trendy hostess with red hair informs us that it’s going to be a thirty minute wait. More anger. So far this St. Paul adventure has been a complete and utter waste of time. Despite the waiting time, we stay put and suffer through it; our stomachs left to rumble. Finally, our wait is over. We order and our waffles come out quickly after. But surprise surprise, these waffles were not up to par. They were fully cooked! Everyone in their right mind knows that waffles are best served undercooked loaded with “I can’t believe it’s not butter.” They really served us fully cooked waffles with margarine. MARGARINE. Despicable. We ate the waffles spitefully and then headed on our way.

I was told we would get food and then leave, however, Rodsent and Hubert had other plans. They wanted to go to the Mall of America but all I wanted was to go home. They eventually convinced me to go by reminding me that Buddy, the famous baker from Cake Boss, has a store in the mall… after all the baked goods would help make up for the traumatic waffle experience we all had earlier. We start to drive there until all of the sudden ~CRASH~ we were involved in a car accident. Hubert’s black Pontiac was totaled. How will I get home now? Why did I agree to this! This is why being lonely is one of my favorite hobbies. We started walking away from the scene once we were cleared to go. We all felt down on our luck…until…… we notice three electric scooters. It was decided as a group that we needed a little pick me up from our terrible day. We jump on the scooters and we were in route for the Mall of America.

After an hour, we made it to the Mall of America! We arrived and spent the rest of our day in the Mall of America amusement park. It was the first time in my entire life that I actually enjoyed company. What a wild St. Paul Adventure.

The Independent Reject in Paris, France.

chrisdangrepatrickLeave a comment

Today I decided to treat myself and do a self-care day. I started off my day by going to eat breakfast. I personally love Crepes so I went to a crepe restaurant. It was called Creperie Genia. There I also had toast with an egg and orange juice. It was super delicious. I had a great time there because of the music they play. </p

Later that Day I decided to go to the Eiffel Tower and view the beautiful city from up top. It was so beautiful. I got to see all of the beautiful land marks and the loud city being lively. I think that Paris is a wonderful place full of life. It has so much energy and fun things to do. I am thankful to be here. </p

Rejects On A Road Trip – St. Paul Edition

hubertalman5 Comments

It all started in my 1999 black Pontiac. I circled around the city of St. Paul to pick up all of my friends. By the time I picked up my last passenger, @butterbelieveitbud, it was 10:45 and we were ready to rock and roll. Our first somewhat exciting stop was the Minnesota State Fair. I had never been to such a place and man, was I excited. @rodcentpetercloth was talking about these supposedly amazing cookies called Sweet Martha’s (what kind of name is that? And who is Martha?)  After a short car ride, come to find out, the State Fair is closed for the season. I cannot believe I drove around the city to get these life-changing cookies and they are gone. I don’t know who to blame this tragedy on. While I could have looked at my passengers and started screaming at them for being so dumb, I was incredibly hungry. 

The consensus on where to eat was Black Coffee Waffle Bar, which @eutielornandez thought was a good idea. This place sounded okay and yeah, waffles are pretty good but sushi would be WAY better. After about a ten-minute car ride, we were at the restaurant. First off, the parking was AWFUL. It felt like hours after we actually found a spot that wasn’t miles away. Second, we were all cranky and in a bad mood because of the state fair incident, and Edald refused to talk to anybody. We wanted those stupid cookies and now we are all stuck at a waffle bar where, if you’re wondering, does not actually put alcohol in the waffles itself. After being bummed out about the fact that I will not be getting a vodka infused waffle, I decided to get one topped with apples and caramel. The waffle was warm and the whipped cream was a perfect topping, so I will admit that yes, it was a semi-decent waffle but it would have been a million times better with an added shot. 

After filling up at Black Coffee Waffle Bar, we started heading towards the Mall of America. Being a St. Paul native, the Mall of America is stupid. A huge mall? With the same stores on every level? Might as well have stayed at home. Being that I am an international corporate nurse, I obviously can buy my way throughout the store but what I actually, truly enjoy, is the over-hyped amusement park. Disney characters? Absolutely. Crazy parents? Love it. Screaming kids? That means more children for me to cuss at. This was by far the best part of our hopeless road trip and I really hope we get to go back…one day.

Tokyo Drift(ers)

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By: Ludi Littleland

The other day I decided to take a break from making paper airplanes and flying to Hollywood to stalk celebrities so I could have a night out with my dearest friends Taldo Watfonso, Geranna Alger, and Calence Lundpatrick. We all decided to meet up at the Imperial Palace around 6 because Calence really wanted to stop and smell the roses and tour the emperor’s residence. I’ve already been there at least 32 times because some of my favorite stars like to go there as well.

After a long 2 hours of moping around the Imperial palace, Taldo, Geranna, and I decided to stop at Ben Fiddich for some relaxing cocktails and drinks. Calence is extremely stubborn and refused to go lounge with us and decided to get wasted by himself at The Tokyo Whiskey Library. We didn’t even have a chance to get some dinner together with the whole group! 😦 But after only an hour of what was supposed to be a chill night at Ben Fiddich, Taldo downed multiple bloody marys (where the vodka was replaced with MOONSHINE)!! I wasn’t expecting to babysit tonight but this is what it has come to. Thank God Calence called and said to meet him at the Robot Restaurant.

Geranna and I then had to drag stumbling Taldo to the Robot Restaurant because he was aggressively upset that Calence did not agree to buy him his happy meal from McDonald’s (which I could’ve given him an amazing discount since I’m a McDonald’s Writer). We finally got to the Robot Restaurant and they almost didn’t seat us because of Taldo. But I pressed a few buttons on our hostess and reprogrammed her into letting us sit down and eat. I really needed to take the edge off of tonight so I had one… or more.

The rest of the night I remember in chunks but I was more worried about all my friends getting back safely. Calence said he would take care of Taldo for the rest of the night, and I woke up in my cozy bed thinking about what we’ll all be doing next weekend.

@calencelund: https://artinternationalrejects.art.blog/2020/02/10/tokyo-drifters-2/

@wherestaldo: https://artinternationalrejects.art.blog/2020/02/08/tokyo-drifters/

@gerannaalger: https://artinternationalrejects.art.blog/2020/02/10/geranna-alger-tokyo-drifters/

Rejects On a Road Trip- St. Paul Edition

Rodcent PeterclothLeave a comment

So last Saturday, February 1st, I decided to get together with some of the other rejects that live in St. Paul. I hung out with Hubert Alman, Edald Peterman, and Eutie Lornandez. By 10:45am, Hubert had picked all of us up and we were on our way to the fair grounds for some Sweet Martha’s cookies (because I really wanted some good old chocolate chip cookies to start off my day). I’m not gonna lie, the car ride there was awkward because Edald and Eutie just didn’t talk at ALL on the car ride up there… they both spent their time staring out the windows. 

Anyway, when we got to the fair grounds we found out that Sweet Martha’s Cookies was closed. I was pissed, but Eutie suggested we go to the Black Coffee and Waffle Bar to grab a bite to eat. Edald and Hubert agreed to this, but then Edlad and Eutie continued to just not talk as we got back on the road to go to the restaurant. We were taking guesses at what the cooks served at this “waffle bar” while in the car;  the main idea we all got is that they served fresh waffle batter in glasses, because it’s a bar, right? 

Wrong. Turns out, this waffle bar serves whole cooked waffles. All of us were disgusted, and made it known very quick. In my book, nothing would ever beat the high quality waffle batter and coffee that you can get from a hotel breakfast buffet, and the Black Coffee and Waffle Bar was wayyyy below the mark. To make things even worse, once we got out of the restaurant Hubert realized that someone had committed a hit and run on his black 1999 Pontiac. We were out of a ride, and Hubert was yelling profanities left and right… primarily at a group of children walking by. 

While we were trying to figure out a new mode of transportation, I had my eyes on something across the street. A lime scooter. I swear the others could see the wheels turning in my brain as I looked between us and the scooter, and that was when I suggested that we borrow it. It took some doing, but Hubert managed to not only cheat the system so we didn’t have to pay for the scooter, but we also fit all four of us onto the one scooter. Most of us were ready to just go home once we were on the scooter, but we decided to go to the Mall of America to ride some of the roller coasters. So, that’s where we went. 

The drivers on the highway weren’t thrilled with our method of “car pooling”, but on the bright side it only took us 20 minutes to make it to the Mall! We ended our day by riding all of the different roller coasters, which was okay. My hair got messed up though. 

Here are links to the posts from my friends that I went on the trip with:

Eutie’s Post

Edald’s Post

Hubert’s Post

Tokyo Drift(ers)

Lundpatrick-StarLeave a comment

The evening began with a beautiful tour of the Imperial Palace in the Chiyoda district. These gorgeous grounds are full of elegant gardens and historical buildings, as well as the home of the Emperor of Japan, His Excellence Naruhito.

After the tour @wherestaldo and I met up with @gerannaalger and @ludilittleland to explore a bit more of the city and found ourselves conflicted as to where we wanted to go next. The Rest of the group headed off as I made my way to the Tokyo Whisky Library. After enjoying some glasses of exquisite scotch and whisky, I went to find something to eat nearby.

Except in this case I wound up on the wrong train and found myself on the far North side of the city. Thanks to the power of technology my GPS led me to Kappa Sushi Bar where I enjoyed an assortment of hand-rolled sushi and sashimi with a bowl of super spicy ramen. After talking a bit with the chefs they convinced me to drink with them, and half a bottle of saki later I find myself back on the search for my friends.

A few train rides and some walking later I finally reunite with my friends at the Robot Restaurant. To my surprise I was in the best condition, so it was up to me to help Taldo back to my apartment since there was no way he was going to make it all the way back to his place on the other side of town. As he lay on my couch laughing, only one shoe accounted for, I reflected on how fortunate I am to have such great friends to make amazing memories with.

Geranna Alger- Tokyo Drift(ers)

Geranna AlgerLeave a comment

Today I spent the day with @ludilittleland, @calencelund, and @taldowatfanso. We met at the Imperial Palace in Tokyo at 6:00 p.m. The palace was not very interesting to me as I am not interested in history or culture. After two long hours of touring the area, we finally got to have my kind of fun. The first stop was Ben Fiddich, Tokyo’s legendary cocktail bar.

I had three of one of my all-time favorite cocktails, the Asahi Red-Eye. The amazing Japanese creation consists of vodka, tomato juice, Asahi beer, and lemon juice. A must-try for everyone visiting Japan.

My Favorite beverage – Asahi Red Eye

Calence went off by himself to visit the Tokyo Whiskey Library while we stayed at Ben Fiddich. We agreed to meet up at later in the night at the Robot Restaurant.

After a few drinks, we were ready for the Robot Restaurant. The place was right up my alley. Loud music, epic dancing performances, and colorful lights. It was getting late when we realized Calence was still not with us. It was hard to get ahold of him because our cell phones did not have service inside the building. We eventually found him on stage dancing with the performers.

After going crazy on the dance floor, I was getting tired. I decided to leave the group and call a cab to take me home. As it turns out, my cab driver was my friend from high school. We talked for an hour in her car before I went to bed. Overall, the Tokyo Drift(ers) had a great time and I can’t wait for our next adventure.

Tokyo Drift(ers)

Where's_TaldoLeave a comment

After an entire work week’s worth of anticipation, a group of my buddies decided to meet up at the Imperial Palace around 6pm in the heart of Tokyo. I’ve decided to give you all live updates throughout the night so strap in for debauchery and foolishness.

Included in our endeavor: @ludilittleland @gerannaalger @calencelund

*8pm*

Not really my cup of tea, but I guess the flowers were cool? Not a lot to say, Calence kinda drug us along to “make us more cultured”. Kind of a drag tbh but its whatever

Next is BenFiddich bar on Fureai-Dori Ave. This place is making my wallet and liver cry, but hot damn are these $12 bloodies hitting the spot. It might by the Russian moonshine replacing the vodka but I can feel my findgert losin h conrol on mt ketbiard.

*9fm*

Aight yall, idk where the fuch Calence wenr byt he bettet bting me my FUGKINF MCDONALDS

*9:07fm*

CALCEN IS A HOOOOOOOOOOEEEEE

*9:15im*

Calnge said hes byyin mw mor drinhs so I fotgibe hhym

*10om*

THIS PLABE HAS ROBUTS SERBIMG BOOXE……… Terminator vives????????

*12pm, next day*

Woke up at Calence’s wearing only one shoe and without my jacket. Somehow still have my phone, wallet, and keys. Severely dehydrated with more questions than my last accounting exam. I’m told I was banned from the Imperial Palace.

Same time next week y’all??

Rejects on a Road Trip (St. Paul Edition)

Eutie LornandezLeave a comment

Don’t get me wrong—I was super excited to go out last Saturday with some other International Rejects. But when @hubertalmanbert rolled into my driveway with his stupid black Pontiac at 10:30 in the morning, I just wasn’t feeling it. I could tell that @rodcentpeterclothcent, who was chilling in the front seat, was also not in the mood to go out, but I tried to keep an open mind when we drove to pick up @butterbelieveitbud, who proceeded to climb in next to me and face the window the entire ride. Weird guy…

@rodcentpeterclothdcent (AKA Mister Taste Tester) had been complaining in our group chat for the past two weeks that he’d been craving a bucket of Sweet Martha’s cookies, so the first place we drove to was the Minnesota State Fairgrounds. We were really confused at first when we didn’t see anyone walking around, let alone any grub stations set up. I was going to crack a ghost joke since the fairgrounds were completely barren, but I didn’t think it would have been appreciated. @butterbelieveitbud put two and two together and found a flyer on the ground that said, “Closed for the Season!” Who knew? @hubertalmanbert huffed in exasperation, and we all piled back into the car without a word.

At that point, we were all hangry. I suggested we go to Black Waffle & Coffee House since it was on our way and I’d always wanted to try waffle batter. The second we took a seat at the counter, though, we knew we were in for a disaster. Despite it being a waffle bar, BWCH served cooked waffles—what the hell is up with that? Talk about false advertising. Not only was it super crowded, but also none of us thought it was worth the hype. We ate our (cooked—smh) waffles anyway and after we paid, we were greeted with the scene of a hit-and-run, @hubertalmanbert’s Pontiac squished like an accordion.

While he started screaming and cussing at children passing by, @rodcentpeterclothdcent spotted some scooters on the corner we could rent and drop off at another scooter station. “Screw it,” @hubertalmanert said. “Let’s steal them.” So we did and decided to end the day at the Mall of America amusement park.

Overall, it wasn’t much of an adventure, but at least we got to do some travelling in the city.

With “Friends” in San Jose

Edan Tollefliott3 Comments

Talk about an awful day with Alexandra Warling, Oonica Boovan, and Eddon Edfield in San Jose. After my three flights from Shanghai, China to San Jose, Puerto Rico, totaling in 20 hours and 45 minutes I arrived at 4 am for my day trip. Instead of picking me up at when I got there, they came and got me at 4 pm. I sat there in the airport for TWELVE hours and when I got in the car they didn’t even apologize. I loath these people. We went straight to zip-lining at Monkey Jungle where my harness malfunctioned and I flipped upside down.

It was absolutely terrifying and I couldn’t help but scream on the top of my lungs. After zip-lining we went to Eddon’s suggested restaurant, Otero’s Pizza.

The place didn’t even offer olives as a topping, so I just about walked out, but instead I decided to stay. Eddon insisted on us eating some kind of lime pizza that was absolutely disgusting. To end the day, we went white water rafting at H2O Adventures which was most definitely an adventure.

Alexandra must’ve been really cold because she wouldn’t stop shaking, which was incredibly annoying. 10/10 would not do again.