Rick Nelson and Claude Peck dispense unasked-for advice about clothing, etiquette, culture, relationships, grooming and more.
CP: I don't get you.
RN: Join the club.
CP: You are Peavey Plaza's new BFF. And while I know you harbor ill will concerning the role of our fabled skyway system on the downtown streetscape, no one knows that labyrinth like you do. You're like a walking Google Maps of skyways.
RN: At least you didn't call me the Rain Man of skyways. When I was a kid, whenever a new one would open — I'd learn about it via Barbara Flanagan's column in the Minneapolis Star, which I followed the way a bookie absorbed the Daily Racing Form — I would beg my long-suffering dad to take me downtown, so that I could experience it for myself. Yeah, that's a stratospheric level of nerdiness.
CP: If I had thought of that Rain Man analogy, I'd have used it. Seriously, you have led me down some skyways that are traversed by maybe 15 people per month. Are you excited to be going back "on skyway" when our office moves next year?
RN: Like you can't believe. Civilization awaits.
CP: There's nothing quite like being able to stroll to Jimmy John's in a blizzard wearing just a slack and a polo, right?