Newgard Owl

It’s amazing how something can catch my eye now that I’m always on the lookout for cool photos. Take this owl, for instance. He probably perched atop the Newgard Chiropractic Building in Mandan long before I moved back to our fair state…yet it has taken me almost thirty years to really notice him. Am I that dense, or did I just forget? Odds are fifty-fifty on that one.

As I wrote in an earlier post regarding the old Mandan Library building, the old structures that make Mandan’s Main Street special are full of character and should be preserved. I hadn’t intended to follow it up with a post of this nature, but my travels took me to Mandan today and the tops of the buildings caught my eye. Thus it was natural for me to spot this owl.

I’m sure the coat of black paint on the building’s features makes it especially important to keep birds from perching on the features of the building and…well, making it white. What better way to discourage other birds than by putting up a predatory bird like an owl? Perhaps it works.

Hopefully they’re having better luck than the City of Mandan, who hung plastic versions of owls like this from the beams of the 6th Avenue underpass in hopes of chasing away the pigeons. It didn’t take the pests long to figure out that there was no real threat, and the plastic owls dangled impotently beneath the railroad tracks to no avail. It was funny to see, though…the inability of man to control nature. Kinda reminds me of the people who swear we need electric cars and flourescent light bulbs or the planet’s doom looms overhead!

2007-2008 Almanac of ND Oddities (no, I’m not listed)

Last week I got the opportunity to talk briefly with William “Jack” Jackson, the author of several books about North Dakota. I picked up a copy of his latest book, the 2007-2008 edition of his Almanac of North Dakota Mysteries and Oddities. It was a fun read, especially for one who loves local history.

North Dakota has got plenty of interesting, humorous, and just plain outrageous tales in its history. For instance, it was a North Dakotan who coined the term “Flying Saucer” as he spotted a group of them near his airplane above Mount Rainier. A North Dakotan sentenced to death in New York turned out to be a German Shepherd. In Hankinson, a young boy survived with only a bruise on his nose after being run over by over 60 rail cars back in 1908. There’s plenty more where this came from!

You can find out fun stories like the Burleigh farmer who walked 28 miles to catch a train to a checkers tournament, or sad stories like the great flue epidemic of the early 1900s, which killed thousands of North Dakotans. The stories vary, and there’s something in this book for everyone.

If you’re a fan of North Dakota history, you owe it to yourself to talk to Mr. Jackson. Unfortunately he does not have a kiosk set up at Gateway Mall now that the holiday season is winding down, but his work is available at Barnes & Noble. He’s got eight books out, the majority of them about North Dakota.

The next book of his I want to investigate more closely is Unbelievable Dakota People – the Good, Bad, Bold & Ugly. It’ll be interesting to see who falls into the last category!

Stickin’ it to the Man

One of the things one does when he’s forced to convert his office to a nursery (at least half of it, for the time being) is to condense things as much as possible. That means a lot of little trinkets I want to keep for sentimentality’s sake are getting stuffed into my big ol’ footlocker for safekeeping. Of course, you can’t crack the lid on a chest like that without dipping in and sighing at old memories. This is one of those.

Patrick Kellar is a friend of mine from back in the 80s, although we haven’t spoken a whole lot lately. He’s a newspaper publisher in New Castle, Indiana now, having run newspapers in Valley City and Connersville, Indiana. But in 1987-88, he was my best friend. We worked at the Dan’s in Arrowhead Plaza that summer, he had a cool little Opel GT. He’s one guy who showed me that even a 17 year old kid can put his mind to something, see how it works, and just do it. He was good at auto-mech and bodywork, savvy in politics, well-read… my kinda guy, and probably my youngest role model.

Whoops! See what looking into a box full of memories does to a guy? Back to the story. Pat had been cited for going 45 in a 35 zone on River Road, right at the point of the sign where the speed limits change. As you can imagine, he was quite put out by this. So, we set our minds to seeing how we could get out of it. We found ourselves at the law library in the legal wing of the State Capitol, looking every which way at the ND State Century Code as it pertains to traffic law. We were certain we could find some little snippet to exonerate Pat, or at least allow him to wriggle free of this citation. Nothing doing.

Then the Clerk of County Court handed Pat a Get Out of Jail Free card in the form of his summons. As you can read in the image above, Mr. Patrick Kellar had been summoned to court at 4:30 AM instead of PM! If there’s anything he remembered from the time spent up at the capitol, it’s that there is in fact that elusive snippet of Century Code waiting to be wielded in his favor. As it turns out, he found an entry that allows for a traffic case to be dismissed if the prosecution does not show up. Obviously the City Attorney wasn’t present at 4:30 in the morning; heck, he had to ring the doorbell of the courthouse repeatedly until a jailer came down! But once he did find someone, he had all the ammunition he needed. He got the name of the jailers he talked to and went home to go to bed.

Patrick could best tell the rest of the story in detail, but I do remember the Clerk of Court trying to get him to appear when he called them to request a dismissal. He politely declined, quoted the law and cited his meeting with the representatives of the Burleigh County Sheriff’s Department. The case was, in fact, dropped, and once the article you see above hit the wires, he was even getting calls from radio talk shows. He had to decline an on-air interview in some big city because it was time for him to put on his apron and bow tie and get up to Dan’s, bagging groceries. Ah, what a situation.

I don’t know if the law’s been changed; perhaps one of my curious readers will look into it. Of course, it’s only valid for traffic offenses, not criminal ones. If you’re considering trying such an escape from a ticket, just remember: you need a summons with a typo first. Somehow I doubt the Burleigh County Clerk of Court staff will let another one slip through.

If deer could read

These deer don’t have to…as long as they stay put. They seem pretty comfortable along the Heart River in Mandan, near the YCC. They were grazing pretty happily when I came along, and weren’t even took shaken by the presence of me or my truck. If they know what’s good for them, they’ll stay within sight of that crooked red and white sign!

Don’t blink! Hensler

Some say it’s north of Mandan. Others say it’s west of Washburn. Yet others don’t know what in the world I’m talking about. The little community of Hensler isn’t offended; rather, they have quite a sense of humor about it. This sign sits along highway 200 between Washburn and Center.

I like when small towns show a sense of humor. I’ve never been interested in “the world’s largest fiberglass wombat” or other such gimmicks. That’s why you’ll never see a photo of Salem Sue or *shudder* the Enchanted Highway here. Some small towns like Hensler have a different way of grabbing attention, and it’s that ingenuity that I salute this morning.

By the way…I’ve been posting a lot of photos from towns other than Bismarck or Mandan lately. Why do you suppose that is? Well, as summer winds down once again, it’s important to get out and look around our fair state before the winter causes us to settle in for a while. You can get up on a Saturday morning and venture out, see lots of neat sites and have a decent meal, and yet be home by early evening. That’s important to do; anyone who doesn’t appreciate North Dakota has never tried it. You’d be surprised how much there is to enjoy even within just an hour or two of our beloved cities.

For sale: one low-mileage cow, rear wheel drive, $500

“Interesting trades considered?” No, I didn’t see that on the sign…it’s just that I’m a Seinfeld fan, and have to put that in there. This interesting item was parked along the highway and merited a second look. I’m not sure if it’s a two-seater or what kind of mileage it gets. If you have any questions, contact me and I’ll give you the phone number.

New “Strip Mall of America” stretching over 1/6 of North Dakota

Those wacky satirists at The Onion have put North Dakota in their sights again. I was perusing tonight and came across this article about a “Strip Mall of America.” It looks like whoever wrote it either knows how to read an ND map, did their research, or both. Sure, anyone can fill in the correct town names…but when they start mentioning things like the Ben Franklin and Jo-Ann Fabrics, I start to think they know this state pretty well.

I like The Onion. I first found out about it years ago from my friend Stacy (no, not the one I married) in Milwaukee, where this paper is based. It’s a local paper, actually, but is so darn funny that it gets widespread circulation on paper and online. Sure, some of it is politically opposite of my beliefs, and I wish there wasn’t a single swear word in it, but most of The Onion’s fake news is palatable.

These guys are the ones who brought us such gems as “North Dakota Found to be Harboring Nuclear Missiles” back when we were pursuing action against Saddam’s Iraq, “South Dakota Asked to Water North Dakota’s Crops Over the Weekend,” “North Dakota Leads Nation in Parking Availability,” “North Dakota Not Heard From in 48 Hours,” and others.

So if you love satire, fake news, and can tune out an occasional profanity, check out the above articles featuring North Dakota from the witty chaps over at The Onion.

Got a flag hangup

I was going to take a nice shot of the American flag flying proudly in front of the North Dakota state capitol. But I was unable to do so, as there was a bit of a debacle at the top of the flagpole:

I walked into the capitol building (they’re open until 4pm on Sundays, if you didn’t know) and told the tour guide. She called security, and one of their guys came out to try to straighten things out. Grabbing the lanyard and trying to tease the flag into coming unstuck proved futile. Then I grabbed my telephoto lens and looked more closely.

It was already obvious that the flag was hung up on the brass eagle atop the flag pole. Unfortunately, closer inspection of this photo showed that our worst fear had come true: the wing tip of the eagle had poked a tiny hole in the flag, making it almost impossible to get free without a crane. So we were forced to give up.

Hopefully, since there will be a skeleton maintenance crew on duty Monday, they’ll be able to get the flag situation repaired for Independence Day on Tuesday.

Bike to Work Week this week in Bismarck

Time to get healthy! I have yet to really get into the routine of biking to work; in fact, it’s only been a couple of times this year. But this week should be extra motivation for all of us to push a pair of pedals other than the accelerator and brakes! This is Bike to Work Week in Bismarck.

Riding to work always seems so easy to do, yet so hard to get motivated for. I like to run around with my camera or run errands after work, so it’s better to be on my motorcycle or in my truck. But that bike isn’t riding itself; I’ve gotta start doing it. I’ve got just under 2,800 miles on this bike and a little over 2,000 on my other one…let’s just say that under a hundred of those miles have taken place in the past year. So perhaps riding to work would help me get back in the swing of things!

The week is organized by Activate Bismarck-Mandan, a program run by the YMCA. You can find read their announcement and browse their website by clicking here.

I don’t think they qualify for a Home Depot account

I’m really glad I take my camera with me nearly everywhere I go. One of the more opportune moments was this weekend at Home Depot. The garden section, which is sheltered but outdoors, is home to lots of little brown birdies. I found one of these little guys checking out a shiny new home/feeder:

I don’t think he’s carrying $24.99 plus tax, though! That’s okay, he and his little friends have a pretty nice place staked out for themselves even without a fancy cedar feeder (say that three times fast!).

These little birdies make their nests in the bottom of the pallets on which much of the merchandise is shipped and stored. At one point I saw three little fledgelings poking their heads out of one of the pallets… unfortunately I didn’t have the camera ready at that point.

This flock also has some readily available chow if they’re willing to put up with the nuisance of customers, one of them with a camera. I don’t think they pick the bags at all; they don’t have to with the loose seed that falls on the floor near the shelves where the bags of seed are stored.

I asked the employees in this area if the constant tweeting got on their nerves, and they said that it didn’t. In fact, they get used to the ambient tweets and don’t even hear them now. That’s just how it is around my house!