Terry's Blog
Sorry No Trivia Tonight @ Sven and Ole's because of Spring Cleaning :(
Because I've been up to my eyeballs with springtime real estate activities, doing markets, listing new listings and taking new (snow free) pix of my current listings, I've fallen behind on Trivia Night results for the past three weeks. So without further ado here goes.
April 1st 2010
It's the Path, Not the Pizza 95 pts.
Team Ta Da (not Ta Ta) 90 pts.
Motley Crew 83 pts.
Cosmos 82 pts.
April 8th 2010
SS3 93 pts.
Team Bri 90 pts.
Sick Chicks 83 pts.
Motley Crew 80 pts.
April 15th 2010
SS3 76 pts.
The Dawgs 73 pts.
Motley Crew 65 pts.
It's the Path, Not the Pizza 62 pts.
One of the most interesting responses to a question over the past few weeks was the question: Who said, I'm not sitting here as some little woman standing by my man like Tammy Wynette? The answers ranged from (way back before Tammy W's time) Eleanor Roosevelt to Elin Nordegren to Gary Hart's wife and Sandra Bullock, with the correct answer being Hillary Clinton. Hmmm, kinda interesting.
As usual Trivia Night at Sven and Ole's will be back in full next week. Hope to see you there.
Sven and Ole's Trivia Night Point Cup Points for 2010 as of April 22nd 2010
Teams Points
Where's Bob 804
Thespian Wannabees 424
Motley Crew 412
It's the Path, Not the Pizza 387
Team Bri 384
Bahama Mommas 365
Dawgs 349
Cosmos 186
Team Hector 175
SS3 169
Alpine Stars 121
The Italian Stallions 89
Sick Chicks 83
Gavynators 83
Eddie Cheeseburger 45
Motley Crew has been a move'n and a shake'n, rising from 7th to 3rd place with a top 4 finish in each of the last three weeks. Not bad at all.
Real Estate Info
For a peek at the latest Backlund Realty listings click link below and scroll down the page.
Got nothing going on tonight? Come on down and play a little trivia at Sven's.
Trivia freebie of the week. What does a dog have 78 of, a cat 38 and a human 46? This hummer is worth a simple 7 pts.
Oh the lonely Sardine
When I read this story it brought me back to my childhood of many a lunch with sardines and saltine crackers with my dad. I used to just crave them. It was something I was later able to pass on to my son Ty. He'd carefully arrange the saltines on his plate so he could get one fish on each cracker. Ok, get me a Kleenex. (insert quivering lip here) news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20100414/ap_on_bi_ge/us_so_long_sardines
Thoughts and quips that struck me funny.
Yes, they were overheard at the Java Moose and else where.
I know you'll find this hard to believe, but not all your dreams will come true.
Nothing makes the meat fall off a duck like a wood fired oven.
Is there anything better than eating McDonald's fries while doing a crossword while listening to Wait Wait Don't Tell Me? (said breathlessly)
How do you know it's springtime in Grand Marais? Why the tails back on the fish of course!
I was driving down the street today and noticed the neighbor was doing a little shingle removal and had to do a double take.
Go ahead call me crazy, but when I'm doing a bit of roof work, I can't say that get'n the dog up on the roof to help me pry loose a few shingles is the first thought that comes to mind.
Anyway, one of the best things about Grand Marais is you don't have to venture far to see something new.
PS. To protect the innocent the neighbor shall remain nameless ;)
Day Three of Indy Road Trip
The third day happened to be Monday of the Final Four weekend so we had to hit the ground running as the town was buzzing with electricity, but with Malcolm as our tour guide we were up to the challenge.
First off, we went to Butler University (where Malcolm happens to be a teacher) and picked up a few Butler "Go Dawgs" shirts before all the other Dawg Freaks beat us to em'. We were lucky as it was get'n crazy. see pic
Did I mention the water in the fountains was running blue at Butler? Go Blue! see pic
Next up, we went on a search thru the Crown Hill Cemetery en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crown_Hill_Cemetery to find the graves of former President of the United States, Benjamin Harrison and poet James Whitcomb Riley (Which happens to be the highest natural point in the city, which was also known as Strawberry Hill.) see pix
Ok, I'll cut to the chase and tell you the real reason for driving willy-nilly thru the Crown Hill Cemetery. It was to find the grave of John Dillinger and to put to rest one more Backlund childhood fear. click link and see knife pic for details www.backlundrealty.com/bm/blog/thursday-may-7-2009.shtml
We searched and searched and kept getting more and more lost until finally we decided to ask one of the groundskeepers for help. Why? Because groundskeepers know everything. As we drove by the funeral home, we found just such a person. As we pulled alongside his truck, out hops a tall man with a Civil War hat (like this one) en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hardee_hat with a horseshoe mustache, the kind you'd expect to go with a hat like that, and Malcolm says, "Do you know where section 44 is located?" The man pauses for a moment, looks at his buddy, turns back to look at us, takes a long lick of his mustache, gives us a wicked smile, and says in a gravelly voice, "Dillinger"
Three minutes later, after getting pin point accurate directions (as only a groundskeeper can give) we were standing at the Dillinger family plot in section 44. see pic And yes, I think Malcolm thought I was nuts.
The mere fact that 76 years after his death people are still leaving pennies and chipping off pieces of John's headstone makes me believe I'm not the only one ridding myself of latent childhood fears ;) Did I mention Malcolm thought I was nuts? :)
Quick side note: Did you know that Howard Garns is buried in the Crown Hill Cemetery? en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Howard_Garns Pretty crazy huh? This place is packed with notables......and I do mean that in a most respectful way.
Anyway, after that, we went to the Eiteljorg Museum of American Indians and Western Art en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eiteljorg_Museum_of_American_Indians_and_Western_Art to see the amazing examples of art and craftsmanship by the likes of Grand Marais High School grad George Morrison en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_Morrison_(artist)
After lunch we walked along one of the many canals that run thru the city, toured the NCAA Hall of Fame, saw the Lucas Oil Stadium (where the Final Four (Two) was being played later that evening), the Soldiers' and Sailors' Monument, en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soldiers%27_and_Sailors%27_Monument_(Indianapolis) and checked out the city as far as the eye can see from the 35th floor where Heather works. see pix Did I mention we got caught in the rain?
By the time we got home from our whirlwind tour we were ready for a little supper n' fellowship and settled in for the big game. I don't have to tell you how exciting the game was, but to be watching it on the tube and to know little Butler University was only six blocks away was hard to believe.
It was sad as Gordon Hayward's shot bounced off the rim.
It was surreal as the reality set in that Butler's miracle season was over and you could hear the cars drive by the house in a long slow funeral like procession as the fans who were watching the game on the big screen only a few blocks away were leaving the Hinkle Fieldhouse. In a word, goosebumps.
Day Four of Indy Road Trip
Awoke to another beautiful morning, packed up, ate a little breakfast and said our sad goodbyes to Malcolm and Heather as our wonderful fun filled information packed road trip was on its last leg.
We drove over to the Hinkle Fieldhouse to take a few last photos of the majestic brick barn and hit the road with anticipation of our next trip to see our friends in Indy.
Day One of Indy Road Trip
Saturday the 3rd we took off from Mini-Apple around 9am and lead-footed the VW Bug down Interstate 94 to 90 to 65 and arrived at our pal's Malcolm and Heather's doorstep in Indy at 7pm sharp.
Soon the four of us were off to join Steve and Linda, Ray and Marney, and Rob and Cari at the Aristocrat www.aristocratpub.com for an evening of Scottish n' Irish tunes with the amazing Hogeye Navvy www.hogeyenavvy.com (a must see band) As you can well imagine (if you know Malcolm and Heather), much food, fellowship and laughter was had by all.
As you can see from the above pix, Malcolm and Heather know a quality bumper sticker when they see it. The red one on the left ain't half bad as well :)
Day Two of Indy Road Trip
On Sunday, Malcolm and Heather had the same gang from the previous eve over for a delicious Easter brunch of honey baked ham and all the fixins, followed by Ray's childhood stories of growing up (and barely surviving) in Alaska. Too dang funny!
Later in the afternoon our friends from my wife's Michigan days, Ann and Joe arrived. (Ann and Joe now make Bloomington, Indiana home) After a bit, Grand Marais native Howard Pratt (Bob's younger bro) and his wife Linda joined us as well, for a leisurely afternoon on the patio enjoying the unseasonably warm (for Easter anyway) Indiana weather.
In the evening we ventured out for a mobile tour of the grounds of the Indianapolis Museum of Art www.imamuseum.org/visit and Butler University www.butler.edu/about and the historic Broad Ripple Village en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Broad_Ripple_Village,_Indianapolis and topped off our tanks at Binkley's www.binkleyskitchenandbar.com
If you give a rip or happen to be an immediate family member, days three and four will be on tomorrows blog as there are too many pix to fit in on one blog page.
