As a dad, I’ve said that phrase innumerable times. In this case, I don’t think anyone wanted to go. It was below zero. I was returning from a trip to Fargo and decided to take a detour through Fort Ransom for a short – but necessary – hike. That gave me the opportunity to stop for some photos here and there, including this one. You may recognize it, as it sits atop a hill just north of Kathryn.
This was the view coming back down the hill at Red Lodge last weekend. Some buddies and I rented a nice house with a hot tub and a view of the mountain and headed out for a quick ski/snowboard trip.
Not only was I the only cool kid (snowboarder) in our group of eight, I was the oldest. Proof: I choose to ride in old-skewl style. This is the Avalanche Bumps Pro Mogul snowboard I bought brand new in 1989 when I lived at a resort in the Rockies, and I’m rocking an Aunt Mable’s dino hat (with tail) from the early 1990s. Good luck finding evidence that either of these things ever existed, even on the Google.
If you’ve ever visited a ski resort, much less lived at and worked at one, you know that stickers abound. Naturally it’s tempting to mark your presence by affixing stickers to the nearest lift tower, and there’s plenty of that at Red Lodge.
I spotted a couple of Huff Hills stickers among the pile plastered to one of the towers, so it’s obvious a few of our locals have made their mark in Montana…
But I would love to hear the story behind this one. I’m not sure of its origin, and once again Googling the visible text on it gets me nowhere. But I imagine the story behind it must be a real knee-slapper.
The plan was to bolt down Thursday, shred the gnar Friday, hit the hot tub and grill some monster steaks Friday night, and bolt back Saturday. Perfect plan, perfectly executed. And I managed to get some photos and video to scratch that photography itch, too…while getting a few laughs thanks to the sticker-slapping folks whose handiwork will live in infamy…at least until the towers get a fresh coat of paint, anyway.
I know it’s now called Auto Value auto parts store, but it’ll always be Hedahl’s to me. When I go there for things like the absolute best floor squeegee ever, or paint supplies and gaffer’s tape, I always end up in the paint section.
When you go to the paint section of the store, you go through this doorway. What is cool about it, and I noticed this a long time ago but don’t remember blogging about it, is the sign hanging at the top of the doorway.
I suppose you have to be a King of the Hill fan to get this, but if you do…it’s hilarious. I got quite a chuckle out of it, but my kids had no idea what I found so funny. Inside jokes are the best jokes.
Naturally, you’d wonder what the sign will say on the way back out of the paint section. Well, you wouldn’t be disappointed.
Who doesn’t appreciate a good Christopher Walken reference? Now I’m going to have visions of him dancing in the video for Weapon of Choice, or perhaps even the hilarious Talkin’ Walkin podcast done by Kevin Pollack, I presume as an homage.
It’s great to see that folks around town have a sense of humor and a penchant for inside jokes!
Articles like the one pictured above have indicated a resolution over whether or not a giant metalwork along I-94, erected in 2001, can stand and be accessible to the public. I had to include a screenshot of the article above because it pictures the atrocious misspelling of the words “temporarily” or “enchanted” – the latter being an especially important word in this case. I make my share of typographical errors as well, probably even within this post, and usually while pointing out someone else’s typos. But I feel compelled to point out that “enchanted” might be one of two words they’d really want to get right.
An astute person commenting on Facebook pointed out that an ornament like this actually appeared in the 1990 film Edward Scissorhands, so I had to look back in my collection to be sure. Yep…there it is. That made me even more curious, so I had to hit “the Google” for a minute.
A quick search for “geese sunburst wall ornament” produced a ton of results. That was a surprise. Apparently this design has been out there in various forms for a long, long time in a surprising number of permutations.
I’m not going to accuse “Geese in Flight” of being an act of plagiarism; more likely it may be an homage to such ornaments, which have apparently graced many a living room over the years. Personally, I think it’s an eyesore…but I’ve always been under the impression that it’s an original eyesore. Apparently not, since it’s been gracing living rooms since the twentieth century. One learns something new every day!
I hope this puts the tune “Remarkable Cows” in your head – why should I have all the fun? I took a little time to roam with my cameras on Friday, thinking I might get some drone time, but the rain dampened those expectations. It also came down on these cows, some of whom showed that just because you’re big and slow doesn’t mean you’re stupid. They found shelter on the porch of a dilapidated house in their pasture.
I don’t blame ’em – it’s no fun getting soaked when all you’re trying to do is get the weekend off to a decent start. Unlike me, they have no waterproof gear. So, mama took the kiddos to the porch for some respite.
It’s rather pragmatic, but I don’t know why I found it so amusing. So amusing, in fact, that I didn’t notice that the chimney of the house had tipped over. I only spotted that later when looking at the photos.
I don’t know why I found these cows so amusing. I guess since I’m a city/mountain kid. In any case, good for them. We should all spend more time hanging out on the front porch.
This sign has since been fixed, but as I stopped near the Trolley Bridge on my motorcycle a while ago I noticed it and thought it was slightly funny. Opinions may vary. It looks like the sign is indicating a Faceplant Zone, newly paved for your comfort!
Folks are known to faceplant in Mandan, after all…why not have a zone just for them? The only problem is the traffic. Maybe that’s why they reconsidered and fixed the sign. 🙂
I had the opportunity to swing thru New Salem the other night and pay the “World’s Largest Holstein Cow” a visit. The last time I had my little boy with me and he used his toy Vtech digital camera to take some 640×480 stills of it. Well, this time I had a different angle in mind.
There are other giant fiberglass cows out there, but I can’t find any evidence of one bigger. Here’s a site that details some of them. Didn’t see another holstein, so perhaps New Salem’s claim holds true.
The life of a freelancer does not jive well with sleeping normal hours (or at all, some days). The past month and a half has been insane and, while I’ve been buying a lot of gear and software with the proceeds, I haven’t actually gotten to use any of it for my own enjoyment. Yet.
You know how I say, “The best camera is the one you have with you!” ad nauseum? Well, in this case I took my iPod Touch out to snap a quick pic with some Photoshop in mind.
Every time I drive down East Divide Avenue and pass the Winger Apartments, I can’t help but start singing “Seventeen” or “Down Incognito”. I’m not a Winger fan, but I’m aware of the body of work. So in this case I dug up a photo of Kip Winger, threw it in the foreground, and while it is not my finest work it at least got this out of my system.
If I was a renter here I’d get a cardboard standup of Winger and put it in the window. How many folks do you think would get it?
I was up in Minot last night as part of one of the video crews covering the Century-Minot boys’ basketball games that evening. Man, were those two INTENSE games. After initial setup it was time for a Fuddrucker’s run (it’s ALWAYS time for that). As I rounded the corner in the commons area, though, I was confronted by our friendly neighborhood webslinger.
It looks like Spidey was made from recycled streamers or other pep club materials, plus a lot of plastic and tape. In any case, it was an admirable rendition. No explanation as to why he was there, though.
You never know what you might find when you come around the corner. After all, I encountered the Batphone in an armory in Dickinson two years ago!