Dateline: Duluth
And just as it starts to get REALLY cold. It was down to about minus 20 F last night, and I was sorta worried my truck wouldn't start, but it did. Good truck.
It's beautiful here – the lake is a hazy, steamy blue – surprisingly liquid despite the temperature and season. The are several feet of snow on the ground. Maybe I really would consider living here. Except that it's such a smallish city.
So tonight I'll be heading back down to St Paul, and supposedly Mark and Amy want to go to Mary Chittenden's "moving to California" party tonight. How ironic – considering my own thoughts of wanting to move to Minnesota. Mary was someone who was a fixture during my tenure at the 1808 Portland Ave, where I roomed with Mark, Bob, Ken, and other despicables. Long-time, no-see. A ver.
I got the truck stuck in a snowbank last night, trying to park at the motel (downtownish, 2nd @ 2nd approx). A good samaritan in a beater pickup used a tow-rope to yank me out – he entered and exited his truck "dukes of hazard" style – through the window. I guess the door didn't work. Overall, it was an entertaining yet frigid experience.
Loved the duke of hazard description. Never saw the program, but picture of its content indelibly clear. GW
Ohh, my name in someone else’s blog!
A fixture???