I’ve found your new septic service

I left work early today, knocking off at 11 am and heading out with my cameras in the truck to see what I could see. While turning around to go back and get a different shot I spied this truck, and was able to meet its owner. Wait for the punchline…

Yes, I know, this is a rather unconventional name. I’m aware of the connotations. It’s a little crude for my liking, but I’ll make an exception in this case. Make note of the phone number, because if you have a septic system you may wish to choose this guy to service it…

With a sense of humor like this and political orientation in line with most North Dakotans I know, I predict success for this small business. The back of this truck (the punchline I described earlier) is hilarious and say sin a few words everything you need to know about the North Dakota political environment.

As we send Byron Dorgan packing due to his surrender and look forward to converting Earl Pomeroy to civilian status at the ballot box in two and a half weeks a week and a half, we’re going to need a legislative pumper truck to evacuate much of the damage they’ve caused or in which they’ve had a hand. See, this truck is good for so many metaphors when it comes to Washington, DC!

Rusty

I wonder how long it will be until this rusty homemade sign will be sticking out of a snowbank? It resides along the dusty gravel road that is Highway 1806 north of Mandan. That’s a fun road to wander on when you’ve got the time (and a camera). I made a trip up to Cross Ranch a while back to check out the foliage, but sadly all the leaves were already on the ground. It was a surprise because the leaves here in Bismarck-Mandan were only beginning to turn.