tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60417226382128561612024-03-07T22:24:05.191-06:00Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-GazetteSmall town life the way it never wasBrian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.comBlogger143125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-18806897328167394072010-11-13T02:24:00.002-06:002010-11-13T02:28:28.618-06:00Technical DifficultiesGood news: the Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette is for sale at the Mighty Minn Mart and other places in Loonfoot Falls. No problems with our production.<br /><br />The servers, on the other hand - that's another matter.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-46068017856166734892010-11-05T22:43:00.001-05:002010-11-05T22:46:27.175-05:00Plastic Deer, Yes: Gated Communities, NoFor the most part, I like living in Loonfoot Falls. The air is clean, the people are friendly, and mosquitoes aren't a problem after the first few killing frosts.<br /><br />I suppose this exposes my rural naïveté, but it hadn't occurred to me until this week that Loonfoot Falls lacks one vital facet of contemporary culture.<br /><br />We have not one single gated community.<br /><br />Unless you count places like Fisk Implement. They've had a sturdy fence and a mildly paranoid alarm system ever since someone stole a harrow, back in 1996. Nobody lives there, apart from the occasional gopher: so it's not really a "community."<br /><br />We don't have all that many fences of any sort in town. Much less walled-off neighborhoods where everybody inside is glad that they're not outside. I'm not sure if that says more for our values: or our desire to avoid having to mow near a fence.<br /><br />It's not like we're some homogenized classless utopia. Houses around West 9th and Waterview Lane, or around Milldam Park, tend to be bigger than the ones on Siding Street. More expensive, anyway.<br /><br />Some of the Waterview Lane places put on a nice show around Christmas time. The rest of the year, though, their yards are pretty plain. Nicely mowed, of course. Very trim.<br /><br />Some of the folks who live on Siding Street don't wait for some holiday to embellish their lawns. Artificial deer are fairly popular. So is that sort of wind sculpture that looks like a duck flapping its wings.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-8107330286422711032010-10-29T23:15:00.001-05:002010-10-29T23:18:55.338-05:00Impossible! But That's What I SawI haven't been to a Halloween party since I was a kid, but I still enjoy the holiday. Partly because of the decorations some folks in town put up, like inflatable spiders.<br /><br />This week's wind storm left Loonfoot Falls alone, apart from a few downed trees: and radically rearranged inflatable Halloween displays.<br /><br />The spider that had graced a neighborhood roof is missing: it may be in another county by now. A sort of pint-size pirate ship with a skeleton (literally) crew from the 'spider house' yard found anchorage at their mailbox.<br /><br />I shouldn't joke, I suppose. Quite a few folks in this part of the state didn't have power for hours: a definitely unfunny situation with temperatures below freezing.<br /><br />Then there was my experience Tuesday afternoon, on my way home from work. There was a brisk west wind: around 45 miles an hour, the radio said, with gusts to 60.<br /><br />The neighborhood roof spider had already disappeared when I turned down the street where I live, the inflated skeleton crew were moshing at the mailbox, and somebody's garbage can sprinted past my car on the passenger side.<br /><br />Just then somebody shot past me on the left and jumped onto the windshield. I was hitting the brakes when the lunatic jumped off, disappeared, and slapped the roof.<br /><br />Sure: people can't do that. But that's what my eyes and ears were telling me.<br /><br />I'd stopped the car by then: just in time for somebody's inflatable Dracula to whip back over the windshield.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-78340235740329526932010-10-22T22:22:00.003-05:002010-10-22T22:30:03.823-05:00Small Town Charm: With InternetI read a warm, glowing account of life in small town America this week. It started with something like "Take a step back in time, to a simpler world without the cares and worries of today."<br /><br />I don't know where that place is: but it's not like any small town I know. Sure, the buildings downtown are mostly around a hundred years old. That's partly because the town's grown out more than up. In our case, mostly toward the Interstate. Those old fashioned storefronts reappeared a few years ago, after City Hall realized that folks passing through liked the olde towne look.<br /><br />What you see today is 'authentic:' but it's what we got after tearing off paneling set up in the fifties and sixties. It took a lot of sandblasting, paint, and elbow grease to get something like fifty years of cobwebs, bat droppings, and, in one case, smoke, removed.<br /><br />Are we isolated? Some folks in Loonfoot Falls don't have a full telephone/cable/Internet hookup in their homes: but it's a matter of choice or economic necessity. The technology's there, ready to be connected.<br /><br />Our Internet services use the newish cable that's been laid alongside the Interstate. Cable television comes in mostly from satellites. The lot behind Vidiconnections is covered with dish antennas, and so is the ground around another cable service's mast a few miles outside town. <br /><br />It's good that folks think nice thoughts about small towns in America. I sort of like it here, myself. But let's get real.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-76600246101931684662010-10-15T16:42:00.004-05:002010-10-15T16:53:08.727-05:00The School, a Skunk, the Woodpile, and DynamiteLoonfoot Falls schools, like the small town they live in, are quite up-to-date. They've got motivational posters on the walls, and the ‘no guns allowed’ sign at the doors.<br /><br />It wasn't always that way.<br /><br />A few generations back, it wasn't unusual to see a hunting rifle or three sitting in the corner of classrooms. This is a rural area, and bringing a rifle in the morning saved time if they planned to hunt after school.<br /><br />There wasn't any trouble with the guns.<br /><br />Dynamite, though: That was a problem, once.<br /><br />This was back when the school was heated with wood stoves, which meant having a wood pile outside, against the back wall.<br /><br />A skunk had wandered into the grounds behind the school. Trying to shoo it away, they chased the skunk into the wood pile.<br /><br />The kids weren't able to dislodge the critter.<br /><br />One of the youngsters had an idea. His family had been removing stumps: So he ran home, returning with dynamite, blasting cap, and a fuse.<br /><br />He alerted the other students, who withdrew to a sensible distance, set the charge, lit the fuse, and backed off.<br /><br />Less than a minute later, the skunk was gone. As well as the wood pile and the paint from that side of the school. The student had slightly over-estimated the size of the charge needed.<br /><br />Nobody was hurt, but the young demolitions expert and several other students were put to work, painting the back of the school. Which might violate today's child-labor laws.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-33562817814630518482010-10-08T23:26:00.000-05:002010-10-09T00:28:59.715-05:00Brothers, Family Business, and ChangeLike many small towns, quite a few of the businesses in Loonfoot Falls are family-owned. Which means, obviously, working with members of your own family.<br /><br />Like the Englebrechts, with their plumbing (and related) businesses, or Stan and Xul Parks.<br /><br />Assuming that the Parks brothers get their enterprise off the ground.<br /><br />Stan Parks runs S. Parks Computers: but he's also done work for Baum Media Productions. Which is a sort of family businesses, too: and the Parks are related to the Baums.<br /><br />Stan and Xul Parks got the rights to Baum Media Productions' character, Galaxy Cadet, to make a comic book. Okay: this isn't your typical small-town family business, but I told Stan that I'd write about their project.<br /><br />Stan worked on the two most recent Galaxy Cadet films, so he's familiar with the character. As an animator. Stan's a pretty good programmer, as well as a computer technician.<br /><br />His brother, Xul, is an artist of the Salvador Dali variety. Sort of.<br /><br />So, how is this collaboration of programmer and artist going? So far, Stan tells me, they've discussed several stories. Some of which had plots which Stan could follow. And none of which had, they thought, were worth developing.<br /><br />I sort of liked the one about mutant squirrels, though.<br /><br />The Engelbrechts went through something like this, too, when one brother took over the family plumbing business the other branched off into welding equipment. Then the other brother's wife started an 'everything but catering' wedding and event supply business: plus propane.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-2928236269935050712010-10-01T23:53:00.001-05:002010-10-02T00:05:24.014-05:00Central Minnesota's Uncooperative TreesAutumn is a season of clear blue skies and brightly colored leaves. The sound of leaves crunching underfoot, and the hiss of tires on drizzle-soaked streets.<br /><br />I'd write about the smell of leaves burning and haze rising from a hundred back yards: but Loonfoot Falls banned leaf and trash burning a few decades ago. Which is probably just as well.<br /><br />This season is also when folks in the country - and a few in town - start stacking hay bales around their houses. That, and sealing windows with plastic sheeting, helps with heating bills in winter. All of which is about as colorful and charming as taking out the garbage or doing the laundry: but they're important routines.<br /><br />The New England states advertise fall foliage tours: and I understand they've got some spectacular displays of autumn leaves there.<br /><br />Central Minnesota doesn't do too badly, when it comes to producing anything from bright yellow all the way to intensely dark red foliage, around this time of year.<br /><br />The problem is, the trees and shrubs turn color at different times. I've seen some trees in town with bare branches on top, bands of color below that, and green leaves on one side of the bottom.<br /><br />I'm not sure if I should be proud of their rugged individualism; or frustrated that they don't cooperate with the Minnesota tourism industry.<br /><br />I think I'll opt for taking a walk around town this weekend, see which trees are turning color this week, and enjoy the show.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-33281120914700405302010-09-24T23:50:00.000-05:002010-09-25T20:02:34.529-05:00Drying the House: Thanks, Everyone!<a href="http://loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/2010/09/water-splashing-merrily-so-why-am-i-not.html">A week ago</a> I heard my washing machine's rinse cycle in the small hours of the morning.<br /><br />And later realized that I hadn't turned the washing machine on.<br /><br />It's an old house, with uneven floors. That kept the water mostly in the kitchen and laundry room.<br /><br />And the wall between them.<br /><br />And the basement on that side of the house.<br /><br />By the time I'd closed the main valve and was watching the fountain subside into a mere leak, it was about two in the morning. I called a plumber I've worked with before.<br /><br />I didn't expect Jim Engelbrecht to answer the phone. I was leaving a message on his machine when he cut in. He was at my place about 20 minutes later.<br /><br />Good news: the pipes were in generally good shape. But I should have replaced the flexible bit that connects to the washing machine a few years ago.<br /><br />Live an learn.<br /><br />Jim Engelbrecht told me about a place in Foggton that does cleanup work. They had a crew out here before dawn, pumped about an inch of water out of the basement and set up heavy-duty fans and dehumidifiers that sucked water out of the air. And, over several roaring days and nights, out of the floors and walls.<br /><br />This could have been a lot worse.<br /><br />I'd rather not have the bills for the cleanup: But that's better than having mold and rotting wood. And my hat's off to everybody who showed up that night, to help out.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-82089696355867720862010-09-17T22:01:00.003-05:002010-09-17T22:05:16.135-05:00Water Splashing Merrily: So, Why am I Not Smiling?One of the nice things about owning your own house is that you don't have to depend on the landlord to get things fixed.<br /><br />One of the drawbacks about owning your own house is that you can't depend on the landlord to get things fixed.<br /><br />I own the house I live in, and generally like getting things done without having to go through a landlord. Last night, I'd have cheerfully called maintenance and walked away.<br /><br />Actually, it was 'early this morning.' I'd been up later than usual, getting a 'due Friday morning' piece done. Around midnight I was diligently working at that piece, and heard the washing machine go into its rinse cycle. Nothing odd about that. I generally set it so that it starts using water after I've washed up.<br /><br />Somewhat later I remembered that I didn't have laundry to do.<br /><br />And I was still hearing the washing machine going through its rinse cycle.<br /><br />Or, more accurately, I was still hearing water rushing through the pipes toward the washing machine.<br /><br />Not "to:" "toward." About a foot short of the machine, the water was splashing merrily out the end of a broken pipe.<br /><br />The washer and dryer are on the ground floor, off the kitchen. The water there was almost an inch deep. It's an old house, so most of the water stayed at one end of the kitchen before wending its way through the wall and into the basement.<br /><br />I'll let you know how this turns out, next week.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-67921085445520748282010-09-10T23:07:00.000-05:002010-09-10T23:08:49.312-05:00Back to School: Waking and SleepingI wasn't one of those students who seem to live for exams and who react to pop quizzes like most of us react to snow days. On the other hand, by and large I enjoyed being a student.<br /><br />By and large.<br /><br />I went to college right after high school. It seemed like a good idea at the time: Maybe it was, maybe not.<br /><br />The biggest change for me was the new set of routines. Or, rather, lack of routines. Like having huge blocks of time between classes - and being able to plan how I'd fit a job, classroom sessions, and homework around my free time. Or maybe it was the other way around. Learning about priorities took me a while.<br /><br />I still get dreams about being in college. Generally, it's a day after the deadline for changing or dropping classes. I realize that I've forgotten about one of the classes I signed up for; it's too late to drop the class; I can't even remember which building it was in.<br /><br />Or I can't find the instructor's office. That actually happened to me once.<br /><br />Yes, there are worse fates than forgetting your locker combination.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-53241432546187951582010-09-03T20:48:00.001-05:002010-09-03T20:48:00.126-05:00Pheasant Hunting on PontoonsIt's not official, but for most folks Labor Day is the end of summer. Then school will be in session, days will be getting shorter, and the next vacation probably won't be planned until Thanksgiving, at least.<br /><br />Some of the lake country resorts stay open year-round here in Minnesota, particularly if they have a decent ski slope or trails for cross-country skiing. Then there's Paul Cox's Misty Inlet resort, on Loonfoot Lake. He's been known to keep his place open until mid-September: but that was to accommodate a business group, back in the nineties.<br /><br />After the first week of September, Paul Cox plans to give the cabins a top-to-bottom cleaning, 'mothball' the outboard motors, and pull the pontoon boat up to the picnic area. The other boats go into a big shed at one end of the property, but the pontoon rig's too big to fit inside.<br /><br />Besides, Paul Cox has another use for it.<br /><br />"I wouldn't be in this business if I didn't like being with people," he told me. "But it's nice to have peace and quiet, too." On weekends, anyway. Paul Cox works at Fisk Implement and, during the Christmas season, the Coalworth store when he's not running Misty Inlet.<br /><br />Most weekends, though, he'll be back at Misty Inlet. "Puttering around" he told me. Also, after the middle of October, hunting pheasant. From a chair on the pontoon boat's platform. He bags a few pheasants each year: but I suspect he likes the view of Loonfoot Lake.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-82794392134101697752010-08-27T23:51:00.000-05:002010-08-28T00:23:27.261-05:00Mysteries of the High School Senior School Supply ListClasses start the day after Labor Day here in Sauk Centre. That gives families with seniors one week to stock up on everything from a dozen #2 pencils to one package of mechanical pencil leads.<br /><br />The pencil leads I understand, since mechanical pencils are on the list. Why three mechanical pencils, I've no idea.<br /><br />Maybe, in principle, a student could take twice as many notes by holding one pencil in each hand. But three?!<br /><br />Another minor mystery on the list is item 15: one package of pencil crayons. I checked in Valderrama: and they've got three sorts of packages in stock: with 12; 16; and another with a different set of 12 colors. A little more research, and I discovered that the first 12-count package was the one for school use.<br /><br />Maybe which sort of pencils the school wanted is obvious to shoppers: it wasn't to me.<br /><br />One thing that even a bachelor like me understands is part of the sixth item on the list: one package of washable felt markers.<br /><br />I may be the reason they added the word 'washable' to that item. During my senior year, I had a second-period class at one end of the school, with my third-period class at the other end. One day, I stuck the markers in my pocket without capping one.<br /><br />Which of the four available sorts of washable felt markers the school wants seniors to get? I suggest asking someone at the store: They'll probably have figured that out by now.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-62639788800097277602010-08-20T20:50:00.003-05:002010-08-20T20:54:06.252-05:00Silly Season, LFTV, and Howard LelandEver notice how, in August, you're more likely to see news about, say, off street parking or prize beagles on the front page? It's called the silly season. I read a <a href="http://boston.com/community/blogs/gatekeeper/2010/08/august_the_medias_silly_season.html">post</a> on Boston.com about this phenomenon: what <a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/silly+season">Miriam Webster online</a> says is "a period (as late summer) when the mass media often focus on trivial or frivolous matters for lack of major news stories."<br /><br />Which reminds me of what happened when I went to Vidiconnections, to get pictures of their antenna farm. Howard Leland was there, too: at their public access<br />television center, LFTV, taping a sort of infomercial.<br /><br />I thought he'd be plugging his Loonfoot Falls Museum of Lint and Gum Wrappers. He explained that plans weren't far enough along to make a public appeal. His goal that day was to raise awareness and funds for the SPCD, or Society for the Prevention of Continental Drift.<br /><br />I'll say this for Howard Leland: his sense of civic duty is quite well developed. He has, for a time, set aside his dream of a museum celebrating undervalued cultural treasures: in a quest to stop North America's reckless march westward.<br /><br />He was quite disappointed that LFTV wouldn't air a program by SPCD's candidate in the midterm election, and even more disappointed when I wouldn't sign SPCD's latest petition to Congress. <br /><br />He perked up considerably when I agreed to let everyone reading this column know that he'd be on LFTV, warning of the dangers of continental drift, next Wednesday at 10:30 p.m.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-67081134519279341212010-08-13T22:07:00.003-05:002010-08-13T22:47:37.915-05:00Rambling on About Friday the 13thFriday the 13th is supposed to be unlucky. Many skyscrapers have no 13th floor: and none of the buildings in downtown Loonfoot Falls have a 13th floor.<br /><br />It's not that we're particularly superstitious. There aren't any buildings downtown with more than four floors.<br /><br />There's even a 13th Avenue South on some old maps, south of the Grimm County Fairground. It doesn't actually exist: although there's still a stub at the end of Fairside Road, going about fifteen feet toward where South 13th would have been.<br /><br />The street was part of the proposed Southside Addition: a residential zone between the fairground and the Interstate, along the Loonfoot River. Plans for the addition were going smoothly until the 1965 flood.<br /><br />The Loonfoot River rose almost to the deck of the 12th Street bridge: and entirely covered what would have been the Southside Addition. The Southside Addition was on the council's agenda a week after the food's peak, rejected, and never brought up again.<br /><br />I don't know that flood was "unlucky," though: if it had happened a couple years later, a lot of people would have lost their homes.<br /><br />Then there's the Belvedere Union Grand's room 313. Haunted, <a href="http://loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/2009/10/belvedere-union-grands-room-313.html">maybe</a>: unlucky? I'd say not.<br /><br />There was that fateful Friday the 13th in 1908, when the Bijou Opera House burned down. Indirectly as a result of an anti-superstition club meeting. I've written about that <a href="http://loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-13th-and-bijou-opera-house.html">before</a>.<br /><br />What's the point of all this? I'm obliged to provide 250 words for this column each week. Now I have.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-77067730334314464102010-08-06T23:14:00.004-05:002010-08-07T01:36:07.803-05:00Dust Bunnies are Not Lint!Howard Leland found me in the Whistle Stop Cafe this week, and informed me that dust bunnies are not lint. And that this distinction is very important.<br /><br />He also discussed his plans for the Loonfoot Falls Museum of Lint and Gum Wrappers. As I reported in <a href="http://loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/2010/04/under-appreciated-lint.html">April</a>, his dream was to open a lint museum here in Loonfoot Falls. On consideration, he told me, he realized that as fascinating as lint is, it might prove challenging to provide a sufficiently varied array of displays on the subject.<br /><br />Gum wrappers was an obvious choice, he explained, since those are often found mingled with lint when one empties one's pockets. Besides, there's a remarkable variety of gum wrappers.<br /><br />The inner wrappings around individual sticks come in two basic varieties: single layers of paper or similar material; and double layers with paper inside and foil outside. The paper wrappers, of course, often are printed with the brand name: and occasionally are unmarked.<br /><br />Remarkable.<br /><br />Outer wrappings, enclosing several sticks, are what Howard Leland finds most interesting, though. He showed me a scrapbook he happened to have with him, where he has cataloged and categorized gum wrappers by brand, type, color, and historical period.<br /><br />Inside the back cover of the scrapbook he had an envelope full of sketches of displays. His favorite was the interactive lint table. That was a large tray holding lint and lint cards: things that look like horse brushes. He figures folks will love playing with lint.<br /><br />He may be right.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-20872257249660032622010-07-30T23:17:00.005-05:002010-07-30T23:27:58.941-05:00Action, Adventure, and Logarithmic Curve of CauliflowerThe owner of S. Parks Computers, Stan, and his brother Xul think they've got a really good idea this time. Stan told me that they'd learned from their attempt to interest Baum Media Productions in "<a href="http://loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/2009/08/baum-media-productions-from-light-bulbs.html">Dino Side Story</a>." First, he told me, musicals probably wouldn't enjoy a revival any time soon. Second, he thinks they have a better chance, working with an existing series of stories.<br /><br />They've gotten the comic book rights to Galaxy Cadet, heroine of Baum's animated films.<br /><br /><a href="http://loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/2009/08/rags-to-riches-to-rags-sometimes.html#bmp"><img src="http://www.brendans-island.com/blogsource/BaumMediaProductions400x300copr.jpg"></a><br /><br />They're taking Galaxy Cadet out of the academy, and promoting her to ensign: a logical choice, considering the remarkably long time that she's been a cadet. How, or whether, they'll call their comics "Galaxy Cadet," when the central character has moved on wasn't clear to me.<br /><br />What I'm even less certain of is how Xul Parks will fare as a cartoonist. There's no question that he's talented: a gifted artist. But an action-adventure comic is: well, it's not even close to anything I've seen him do.<br /><br />Stan explained that he and Xul would be collaborating on the artwork, since Stan has worked on the two most recent Galaxy Cadet films. They plan, I'm told, to have Xul provide much of the inspiration for story lines and new characters.<br /><br />That should be quite interesting. Xul says he developed his style partly by studying the Mike Wallace <a href="http://www.hrc.utexas.edu/multimedia/video/2008/wallace/dali_salvador_t.html">interview</a> of the late Salvador Dali. And Dali's artwork, like "The Persistence of Memory."<br /><br />I think Stan and Xul's Galaxy Cadet comic will be memorable.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-89871874802049916442010-07-23T23:50:00.002-05:002010-07-23T23:53:49.617-05:00Crime Wave! Well, It Could be WorseSeveral computers, television sets, and a video game set were stolen from three homes on the north side of Loonfoot Lake this week. You've probably read about it already, on the front page.<br /><br />It's cold comfort to the folks whose property was stolen: but that sort of thing isn't all that common around here.<br /><br />Loonfoot Falls isn't a crime-free zone. Each week the "Police Blotter" column records some number of traffic stops, loud parties, or other disturbances of the peace. But the theft of property totaling well into four figures is unusual.<br /><br />What's really embarrassing is that the victims were folks who live in Loonfoot Falls on weekends, but have places in the Cities for weekday living. Which helps explains why it took a while for someone to notice the thefts. The weekend retreats being secluded didn't help either, I think. Still, I feel like we let neighbors down.<br /><br />That crime cluster reminded me of something I ran across, about five years ago, about crime in rural America. The article made it sound like folks who took vacations in rural America were visiting a hotbed of crime. After a little checking, it turns out that the (comparatively) high-crime areas were around <a href="http://www.ers.usda.gov/publications/EIB4/EIB4_lowres.pdf">ski resorts</a>.<br /><br />A little more digging, and I found out that rural areas have less crime because we've got fewer people. No surprise there. Then, there's the per capita crime rate. Back in the mid-nineties, it was lower out here: <a href="http://www.census.gov/prod/2/gen/96statab/law.pdf">less than half</a> what it was in metropolitan areas.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-59475447570329886852010-07-16T23:25:00.002-05:002010-07-16T23:28:08.548-05:00It Seemed Like a Good Idea At the TimeClearing brush from that boggy patch behind my friend's place seemed like a good idea at the time. He isn't one of those fussy property owners, who won't rest until their place looks like it came from a cover of one of those 'House Wonderful' magazines.<br /> <br />On the other hand, he figured that he'd mind the smell less, when the wind was from that direction, if the dark, dank, green growths started a bit farther back from the house.<br /><br />So, last Friday I pulled in the driveway of a place that's between the Twin Cities and Duluth, more or less. This column will be a bit vague about names and locations, by request.<br /><br />I figured I'd lend a hand until one or the other of us figured we'd done a day's work. The idea was that I'd spend Saturday and Sunday fishing around a lake about an hour's drive from there.<br /><br />We made good progress, hacking our way through everything from some kind of low-growing vine to a stand of smallish trees or shrubs. Most of them were a bit taller than I am, with smooth gray bark. The leaves were pretty, with red stems.<br /><br />I was ready to quit by sunset, but we kept going until we had a hard time seeing the trees.<br /><br />Then, around midnight, my hands and arms started itching.<br /><br />Those trees were poison sumac.<br /><br />I'm okay, and so is my friend: but I'm still typing with very thick, soft gloves on.<br /><br />More about <a href="http://chppm-www.apgea.army.mil/documents/FACT/Poisonsumac-JusttheFactsJuly2007.pdf">poison sumac</a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-19804039428331813192010-07-09T23:36:00.001-05:002010-07-10T01:39:36.250-05:00Gone FishingThanks for stopping by.<br /><br />Ed Brunsvold is on vacation, but he'll be back with another column next Friday.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-30872543527004942892010-07-02T23:20:00.000-05:002010-07-02T23:22:02.972-05:00Pair-A-Dice LostThere's more to Fourth of July celebrations here in Minnesota than just fireworks.<br /><br />There are flags displayed in front yards, grills set up for traditional cookouts, and mosquitoes. Lots of mosquitoes. The little bloodsuckers aren't good fliers, so the windy weather we had this week keeps them grounded. Except in sheltered spots.<br /><br />I spent a Fourth of July weekend with friends at a place like that once, a few years back. It was a little patch of water and weeds that might be called a lake in dryer states.<br /><br />We were staying at a secluded place someone had called "Pair-A-Dice." The owner had set a couple of concrete cubes at the end of the drive. One had five indentations on all five of its visible faces, the other had two on each.<br /><br />We'd have had more fun, I think, if there had been some wind. Any wind. A light breeze would have helped.<br /><br />It wasn't particularly hot, maybe 85, but it was humid. Thick. Near-ideal flying conditions for mosquitoes. By late afternoon we'd gone through our supply of insect repellant, and the mosquitoes were closing in.<br /><br />Someone - we couldn't decide, later, whose bright idea it was - said that mosquitoes don't like smoke. So we should build a fire, and put wet wood on it. The smoke discouraged the mosquitoes: but it wasn't doing us any good, either. With a couple hours left before sunset, eyes bloodshot and skin itching, we conceded defeat and surrendered Pair-A-Dice to the mosquitoes.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-19842855973351011802010-06-25T23:42:00.003-05:002010-06-26T01:20:27.218-05:00What If There's a Fire During the Parade?Ever worry about fire breaking out in a small town, while the Fire Department was in a parade?<br /><br />Probably not.<br /><br />It's happened, though: during the 2007 Loonfoot Falls' River Revel Parade.<br /><br />I was watching the parade from a spot between Birch and Alder Streets, on Center Avenue. Fire engines at the head of the parade were about two blocks away when one of Loonfoot Falls' finest loped to his car, talking earnestly into that box they keep on their shoulders. And took off, lights flashing and siren on.<br /><br />I heard more sirens going by, northwards: probably running along Park Avenue.<br /><br />Then I noticed smoke coming up, somewhere to the east. I headed for the fire. My motivation was more than idle curiosity, or a journalist's instinct. I'd left my car parked in that direction. Right where most of the Loonfoot Falls Fire Department and one of our police cars were double- and triple-parked.<br /><br />My car was okay. The one two spaces closer to downtown had to be towed. The engine fire was out by the time I got there, and the firefighters were discussing how to get re-inserted in the parade.<br /><br />They got back in, near the back of the procession. That interruption may have thrown the rest of the parade off: by the time they reached the fairgrounds, there was almost a block between some of the units.<br /><br />It's good to know that the Fire Department can respond, even if they're tied up in a parade when they're needed.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-6197230817581052352010-06-18T22:20:00.001-05:002010-06-26T01:20:56.129-05:00River Revel Parade Next WeekYou've probably seen the Rose Bowl and Macy's Thanksgiving Day parades on television. Maybe you've been there in person.<br /><br />Loonfoot Falls' River Revel parade isn't quite like those. With about 100 units each year, it's not quite as big. We also don't have titanic balloons wafting over the crowd, or a rule that the floats have to be covered in flowers.<br /><br />Back in the seventies, Dave Eskridge urged the Chamber of Commerce to have at least one float covered by duck feathers, as a reminder of the traditional Duck Races. Then someone calculated how many ducks would have to be plucked and Mr. Erskin's idea was dropped.<br /><br />After experimenting with themes like "Weekend on the Lake" and "Camping Trip," the Chamber decided to get back to their roots, or maybe anchorage, in the Loonfoot River, with "River of Fun."<br /><br />The public library is tying their summer reading program into that general idea, with a "Reading is Fun" float. I've heard that they're having people sit in inner tubes, reading.<br /><br />Sonia Johnson, the event organizer, told me that it's a challenge, coming up with a fresh "River of Something" theme: but is counting on "River of Fun" being, well, fun.<br /><br />There will be the usual marching, polka and rock bands in the parade, plus horses and tractors. I suppose it's a cliché, but the Loonfoot Falls' River Revel Parade really is "fun for the whole family." Plus, it's a good way for area businesses to remind folks that they're still around.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-80048558663072467292010-06-12T22:01:00.004-05:002010-06-18T13:59:20.079-05:00I had Stan P. edit/correct your online column. We caught it before it hit the press.<br /><br />Another time, if you're feeling this way: let me know. You've got sick days coming.<br /><br />I'll see that you're covered for Monday, if you want to take the day off.<br /><br />J.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-9416357479982029252010-06-11T18:27:00.005-05:002010-06-12T22:01:18.029-05:00At Raith's Lake: Alone?I've heard that what folks call rivers and creeks, lakes and ponds, mountains and hills, depends on where they are.<br /><br />If the "hills" east of San Francisco Bay were in Minnesota, we'd probably call them "mountains." Someone claimed that Minnesotans call any watercourse that doesn't dry up in August a "river." There's something to that: Some of Minnesota's "rivers" are pretty small. But a body of standing water has to be pretty big before we'll call it a "lake." Generally.<br /><br />Then, there's Raith's Lake. It's within an hour's drive of Loonfoot Falls: provided you know how to get there. It's a little easier to find than <a href="http://loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/2009/06/truncated-tale-of-lake-13.html">Lake 13</a>. The nearest road is over a mile away, but If you know exactly what you're looking for, you can make out the cabin - it's more of a shed - by the dock.<br /><br />Angus Raith built that cabin when he owned the land it's on, almost a hundred years ago. Like other owners since then, he used it as a source of water for his cattle and a place to cool off on hot summer days.<br /><br />Some places are secluded. Raith's Lake is isolated.<br /><br />Standing on the old dock, I've felt, well, exposed. Like everybody, or maybe everything, for miles around can see me. The pond is surrounded by hills, with a scattering of trees nearby: so there's something to that impression.<br /><br />Oddly, the evening fogs around Raith's Lake increase the feeling that someone's watching. Or maybe something.<br /><br />Next week: River Revel.<div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. Gillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041722638212856161.post-3899716129510216812010-06-04T22:32:00.003-05:002010-06-04T22:36:12.620-05:00Zucchini: More Than You Probably Want to KnowHere are some of the more interesting online discussions of zucchini:<ul><li>"<a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipes/Fruits-and-Vegetables/Vegetables-N-Z/Zucchini/Top.aspx">Zucchini Top 20</a>"<br />allrecipes.com</li><li>"<a href="http://homecooking.about.com/od/foodhistory/a/zucchinihistory.htm">Zucchini History</a>"<br />About.com: Home Cooking</li><li>"<a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/library/zucchini-316">zucchini</a>"<br />RecipeZaar</li><li>"<a href="http://www.gardenersnet.com/vegetable/zucchini.htm">How to Grow Zucchini Squash</a>"<br />The Gardener's Network</li></ul><div class="blogger-post-footer">excerpt from Loonfoot Falls Chronicle-Gazette, updated weekly (loonfootfalls.blogspot.com/)</div>Brian H. 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