Have I blogged about the U Otter Stop Inn, the bar just across the street from Magpo headquarters? Probably; I've gotten to that frightening age where I start repeating myself. I probably told you that it is at the exact geographical center of the Twin Cities, that it sits on the confluence of Hennepin and 1st Ave. and is wedge-shaped, like the Flatiron Building in New York. And I'm sure I told you about how creeped out I sometimes get when I take in the mural that adorns the south side of the building. Especially icky are the webbed hands and feet and the sexy girl otters with cleavage. I admit, there is a certain kitchy charm to the whole thing when you're in the right frame of mind, but when you're walking back to the office with your first cup of coffee in the morning and you're scared and depressed about the economy and haven't been sleeping well and it's a cold, rainy day and you happen to look up at the happy otters who are underwater, as I am on my mortgage, well, it can turn your stomach a little. Hey, I don't know art, but I know what I like!