Secrets of the City

“People might not know where International Falls is, but when you say, Icebox of the Nation, they go, ‘Oh yeah!’ ” she said.

Yeah, that’s exactly how it is.

Also, maybe it’s because I’m sleepy but I don’t find that link from the Monitor funny. I’ll check back in the morning when things might be funnier.

Okay, that giraffe is kinda cute.

Intl Falls: Give it up. You can do better than “Icebox of the Nation.” Although this:

“We heard that International Falls really wasn’t interested in having the slogan because they want to be known for so many other things,” she said. “We thought they had no interest and now all of the sudden there seems to be some interest in it. Well, OK.”

…is a nice heap of feigned ignorance.

And it’s certainly not just teenagers that waste their lives away on the computer.

It is funny that International Falls just changed the name of their “Icebox Days” because they didn’t want to be known as an icebox. Now they want to be known as an icebox. Silly frozen Northern Minnesotans.

MNspeak.com is so mainstream! It was better when Rex was here!

If MSP is fluff, MN Monthly is lint. Congratulations to Aaron?

Cool to see Overheard on there. And MNSpeak as the “granddaddy” of local blogs? There are lots of old people here… so that’s something.

MnSpeak is so two years ago? Oh, Aaron, your comedy cuts like a knife, and it feels so right!

Actually, it feels weirdly pissy.

Awe… I think you’re right, Max. :-/

Jason: I would certainly say that MNspeak may very well be the granddaddy of local blogs. But it’s senile now. *rimshot*

As for making my own list, one of my new favorites is The Bottle Gang and I’m not saying that to kiss Max’s ass.

/-:

I’m thinking about going to Canada.

Sometimes I forget about Overheard in Minneapolis and then I revisit it for gems like this:

We Learn Something New Every Day.

Child #1: I don’t celebrate Valentine’s Day.

Child #2: I don’t celebrate Valentine’s Day, either. I’m Jewish.

Jason-

I was paranoid when I saw that get posted because my date and I on Valentine’s Day saw a guy two tables from us sitting alone with his food and a bottle of wine. My date thought that was weird. I said, “well, maybe he doesn’t celebrate Valentine’s day. Perhaps he’s Jewish.” The joke wasn’t funny but it sure freaked me out when I saw that on OIM. Either it’s coincidence that someone else has bad humor or perhaps it was someone overhearing someone telling the joke they overheard from me.

Either way, as Max points out, my comedy cuts like a knife (but Canada has bad flavours of humour too).

-Aaron

You know what other holiday Jews don’t celebrate.

That’s right: Hitlerday.

Funny…I was stunned to find that my kids’ school/day care @ the synagogue didn’t do anything for Valentine’s Day…and then my wife reminded me that it’s not the Hallmark Holiday we’ve all made it out to be, but it’s actually St. Valentine’s Day. I scrambled to come up with some Jewish Saints, but was only able to come up with, “why the hell didn’t you mention that when I bought you a necklace and wrote that sappy card?”

MNspeak may very well be the granddaddy of local blogs. But it’s senile now. *rimshot*
–Um, no, that’s just Maz.

Drivin home this evening. Aaron,
I coulda sworn we had it all worked out
You had this boy believin, Aaron
Way beyond the shadow of a doubt

In all fairness, St. Valentine is a Catholic saint, so the holiday is superficially Christian.

St. Matzoh Farfel…patron saint of soup croutons

I guess I forgot about the Saint part of Saint Valentine’s Day. Which of course, makes me the perfect American Catholic. I also often forget that Mass is on Sunday.

Saint Moishe Nachas, patron saint of that annoying look on your aunt’s face during your bar mitzvah.

As a kid I always thought Nachas meant “grief” or “indegestion” as opposed to it’s true meaning, “pride”.

“I can’t tell you how much nachas I get from my children”

We are so lucky to have two great world class orchestras in our state. There is a lot of buzz surrounding the MN Orchestra right now.

I’m curious…does anyone on MNspeak ever go to orchestra concerts? Or is it not a white-belt thing to do. I go (to both the MN orch and SPCO) but I haven’t exactly earned my white belt.

“…my wife reminded me that it’s not the Hallmark Holiday we’ve all made it out to be, but it’s actually St. Valentine’s Day.”

“In all fairness, St. Valentine is a Catholic saint, so the holiday is superficially Christian.”

“I guess I forgot about the Saint part of Saint Valentine’s Day.”

Awe, c’mon. These holidays don’t have anything to do with saints anymore. Saying you’re Jewish is simply an excuse to not buy your lover flowers, heart-shaped chocolates and a cute teddy bear holding a balloon.

I’m pretty sure I’ve never posted anything on Metroblogging about why the MOA rocks. And I am neither a Suburbanite nor a Wedge shopper.

I am, however, you. Except not any of you here.

I’m curious…does anyone on MNspeak ever go to orchestra concerts?

In college I did.

And MNSpeak as the “granddaddy” of local blogs?

Ha! My parents will be happy to know that I became a grandparent before they did.

Erica’s comedy cuts like a knife too!

Awe, c’mon. These holidays don’t have anything to do with saints anymore. Saying you’re Jewish is simply an excuse to not buy your lover flowers, heart-shaped chocolates and a cute teddy bear holding a balloon.

no, Aaron, in an attempt to create cross-cultural understanding…being Jewish is not an excuse not to buy those things, it’s an entitlement to complain about having bought those things.

Grandaddy MNspeak: At the risk of rehashing the subject, I think it’s pretty safe to say that this ain’t a blog. Don’t want to start another round of ironic navelgazing, though.

Erica’s comedy cuts like a knife too!

And it feels so German!

SNAP! It only took 26 comments before it came up.

Whenever anyone says the word “lover” I think of that Will Ferrell/Rachel Dratch sketch on SNL. Squicks me out.

Is Erica related to Hasselhoff?

um, I think you mean Luvv-Ah

Hasselhoff’s my dad.

(eeeewwwwwww lalalalalalala)

Hey, he was great in Beerfest.

I get the sense that in the common vernacular the word “blog” just means “website” except not selling stuff. The average person is confused enough with vlog, blog, blah, blah. Like people are going to tell their friends: you’ve got to check out this community news board with user-generated postings and discussion threads!

It’s bloggy. It uses elements of blogginess. Maybe when I come up with a word to replace “friends” when describing people I “know” from the net… I’ll come up with a new word for blog.

Like people are going to tell their friends: you’ve got to check out this community news board with user-generated postings and discussion threads!

People in that case should tell their friends, “You’ve got to check out this website.”

How ’bout blends. In a sentence:

I have some blends on MNSpeak including Wayne, grote, the TV guy and others. We’re blendies.

Blog+Friend=blend (or perhaps frog).

I suppose it looks like a blog and has blog-like elements to it. But really it’s taken on more of a message board feel. On slow posting days, I feel like folks are just waiting for something new to go up so they have somewhere to start a new conversation that’s not at the end of a 100-comment thread.

In casual conversation I’d just call it a website. Although I also openly refer to folks as “internet friends.” Which probably doesn’t help the “it’s not as nerdy as it sounds, I swear” factor.

My Friends: “you’re friends with that Jason Derusha guy from WCCO?”
Me: “nah, we’re just dating on-line”

I call my online friends “possible future inhabitants of my gay sex dungeon,” but never when I’m actually addressing them online.

Whoops. Oh, shit!

Re: Running for office in 2042.

If his daughter is already 4 years old, she could run for legislative office as early as 2033 because one need only be 30 to run for a US Senate seat. To run for the US House, the minimum age is 25. To run for President, a candidate needs to be 35.

Re: Running for office in 2042.

If his daughter is already 4 years old, she could run for legislative office as early as 2033 because one need only be 30 to run for a US Senate seat. To run for the US House, the minimum age is 25. To run for President, a candidate needs to be 35.

Regardless, I still didn’t find it funny and I’m no longer sleepy.

Some day I’ll get up the nerve for my first ever non-MNSpeak face-to-face meeting with grote.

I won’t. I think he’s mean.

My goal is to never meet any of my blends (except Alexis hehe).

The line between funny and mean is blurry and crooked.

Ditto, Kevin. I like the idea that you have walked right by me at the SOB and never knew I was alamn.

Me, too. Unless you were the clownass anti-smoking person who came around the corner full-speed one day and nearly knocked me out of my shoes. Either way I don’t ever want to talk to you. EVER.

Either way I don’t ever want to talk to you. EVER.

I don’t want to meet Kevin but I think it would be infinitely interesting to meet his friends. Who are these saints that would put up with non-ending political spewing and irritating personal traits?

Wow. Someone mentioned wanting to meet Alexis. Weird.

Amber-

According to Minnesota Monthly, what you’re noticing is called ironic navelgazing.

-Aaron

I think Kevin’s definition of “meet” isn’t the standard definition.

that was a typo…I think they meant meat. or, in her vegetarian case, textured vegetable protein (TVP).

The over-riding things I took away from Meeting Alexis were that she’s quite tall and more attractive in person than on the blog photos…and you will buy her a drink.

Meeting Derusha was similar, other than the tall and better looking and buying him drinks part.

It’s the makeup that makes Jason look so pretty in real life.

it would be infinitely interesting to meet his friends. Who are these saints that would put up with non-ending political spewing and irritating personal traits?

Without knowing it, you answered your own question.

That’s not true, grote… as you have bought me a drink once.

Oh snap. The first single from Chinese Democracy is on the internets.

ROFL Taylor. BOW DOWN, MINNEAPOLIS!