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Lost Fedora in the Garden of the Plaza
Below is the text from an interesting Craiglist ad posted today.
You left me… – w4m (Downtown Duluth)
Date: 2012-06-05, 2:49PMMe: Fedora laying in the garden of the Plaza on the corner of 5th Avenue West and Superior Street.
You: Wandering around with an outfit that is probably a mess without me. YOU HEARD ME. You’re a MESS without me.
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Lost: Black cat with blue scar in right eye
I think my sweet cat Patrick accidentally got out last night at 9:30 p.m. I haven’t seen him since. If you see him around 17th Avenue East and Jefferson Street, within a mile radius, please let me know! He has a blue collar (or had when he got out), is declawed, and has a blue scar in the lower part of his right eye. Please call 218-590-1136 or email heidibagley @ yahoo.com with any information, thanks!
Pajamas
I moved to Duluth from St. Paul in 1999. My work allows me to travel all over the world. I’ve been to 31 States in the U.S. and 40 countries around the world. Duluth, I’ve noticed, has an almost unique trait that I can’t seem to figure out. The only other place I’ve seen this is Phnom Penh, Cambodia. I wanted to add a picture but didn’t want to impose on someone’s privacy. The unique trait is the many people that wear pajama bottoms as pants in public. What is with that? I actually find it endearing. Perhaps a sign of lack of vanity, or a sign of self confidence. Perhaps a dash of poverty and lack of pretension? I’m not sure. Can anyone explain the pajama bottoms as public apparel in Duluth thing?
So what happens…
… with the deceased couches and broken tables that have been left behind?
This is a serious question not an editorial comment. I’ve never been through this period in this town and I’d like to know what happens next.
Kitten Found on 15th Ave. E. & Third St.
I found an all-black kitten I would guess was about 3-4 months old. It was very friendly and meowed a lot. Seemed used to people since it ran up to me and followed me home. Knocked on about 17 doors nearby and couldn’t find an owner. Couldn’t bring it home to my own cats (risk of FeLV, worms, fleas, etc). I brought it to animal control where it is being housed. I spoke with Animal Allies who said that I needed to go through animal control rather than bringing it directly to a shelter. I am hoping that the kitty makes it there or someone on here sees this and claims the sweet little guy (or girl). If this is your cat, please post or call animal control on 27th Avenue West.
Lost Dog in Lakeside
Found a little lost dog in Lakeside near 52nd Avenue East and Dodge Street this morning. It has a purple collar but no tags. It has an injured right, rear leg and seems like it was out for a while (very hungry and matted, but just had chicken and water!). I will bring her to the Duluth Animal Shelter.
It’s not prognostication if you are not a lummox
“Duluth was trying to develop another economy with technology, like hundreds of others tried,” Link said. “It failed everywhere, not just Duluth.” – J.R. “Rob” Link DNT
It did not fail everywhere. Stupid failed.
We don’t get to be the Galactic Seaport Gateway Harbor to the internets anymore just because we paid some Swedish shysters moneys?? Opportunistic bandwagoneers. What makes this so frustrating is 11 years ago, the same sorts of people (the Dotys, the developers, the councilpersons, the Soft Center representatives [PDF]) were cheerleading and saying exactly the opposite. And it was as obviously /Facepalm then as it appears today.
Miller Creek Estuary Cages
Good day! I took the high bridge over to Superior the other day and noticed a pair of cages placed in the creek estuary (or estuary-like spot with the water so low). Does anyone have any idea what they are?
Butt Litter @ Homegrown
So, at Sacred Heart for Homegrown, and outside the doors, right next the a cigarette disposable receptacle, this guy (with a large beard) clearly flicks his still burning cigarette out on the ground, at the church no less. Now, I’m a smoker too, but is it really that hard to not litter the place with cigarette butts? Gosh, I guess I thought at least people going to Homegrown could care just a ‘wee’ bit better than this … end of rant.
Duluth’s job growth continues as Perfect Duluth Day adds half a position
As if recent news about AAR and Cirrus creating hundreds of jobs in Duluth’s aviation sector wasn’t enough, Perfect Duluth Day has announced the creation of one-half of a job in the important selling-square-boxes-on-the-right-column-of-websites sector. Yes, the Internet giant has launched a search for a part-time media sales representative.
Mayor Don Ness’ press conference regarding this major development is apparently still in the planning stages.
PDD Corporate President Paul Lundgren said the addition of this half job should put to rest any rumors that the popular website is considering leaving Duluth to take advantage of incentives offered by Hermantown and Esko.
“After months of working with city leaders, DEDA, APEX, the Duluth Area Chamber of Commerce, the West Duluth Business Club and for some reason the Duluth Amateur Hockey Association, we feel confident Duluth is the place to grow our business and add one half of a job,” Lundgren said, noting also that “interested candidates for the position can read a serious job description through the link embedded in this very sentence.”
The general public had no comment on the matter, because comments to this post are closed.
Favorite Duluth sinkholes
The sinkhole above, on the Raleigh Street spur to the DWP Trail, is huuuuge. Can anyone beat it? Will we need to get out the tape measures?
I concede, of course, that though it is much larger than the sinkhole Nate Lindstrom posted about in 2010 (shown below), it doesn’t exceed that one in terms of comedy. Maybe I need a model.
Is this Heaven?
Eight months or so ago I woke from my first nights stay in Duluth and slipped quietly down to the sand beach of Minnesota Point. Coffee in hand, sun gently coming up, and that now-familiar hum of the city in the background, I was excited to begin learning about my new hometown. And there in the wet sand, was etched “Is this Heaven?”
As a matter of fact I do earnestly believe in divine intervention and communication, and I took this message to me as a personal directive to find the answer to that question.
Eight months later I am still working on it. My heaven is not perfect, but it is generally a kind and gentle place. It is concerned for the weakest of inhabitants, and also for the Earth that we all share. For the most part it is clean and respectful and welcomes all.
I continue my quest to answer that question by joining the PDD community for what I believe to be some of the most important research of Duluth to date. Thanks for having me.
Nerd Culture Update
A few Nerd/Geek Culture updates… (more…)
Millinery Classes? Learn to make hats?
I’m gauging interest in the notion (ha!*) of teaching some small classes in millinery — that is, traditional hat-making. Not so traditional that you knit and then felt, but rather the kind that leads to possibly a fedora, but with many other shapes and options.
If I find that there is interest, I will go forth and find an appropriately sized space. You can see my work at moesewco.com, which I just mentioned in another post on a mostly unrelated subject, so please bear with me.
* A notion is a sewing item that is not fabric or thread — like buttons or scissors.
PDD Calendar Editor Version 2.0 Wanted
Miss Abigail Schoenecker, editor of the PDD Calendar since September, is leaving at the end of March to pursue opportunities in the Twin Cities. The Perfect Duluth Day family wishes her well and will miss her talents — so much so that we will resist the urge to make disparaging comments about the Twin Cities to reinforce our Duluth exceptionalism.
Abby’s departure, of course, means there’s a job opening. If you are interested, follow the link and the instructions therein. Don’t fear the potential rejection; we’re pretty nice about it.
Home Sweet Home
I just got back from Canal Park, where it was too darn cold and too darn wet to take any photos of the waves crashing over the breakwater, or of the chunks of ice in the spray flying at our heads.
My three year old, who according to Garrison Keillor is truly a Duluthian, loved every minute of the wind whipping, the slush slushing and the hoots and hollers emitted by her non-Duluthian transplant parents. I was reminded of another night on the Lakewalk, six or seven months ago, when we walked with this same girl on a beautiful summer night and watched the full moon create sparkles on the lake. (Oddly, there was no ice flying at us–must have been the direction of the wind.) I remember thinking to myself that my family and I were so blessed to live in this city. And I felt that way again today, as we watched the Big Lake crash: We are so blessed to call this beautiful place home. And home it has become–Keillorian and unwritten codes of citizenship notwithstanding.
So, I ask you, transplants (and homers, if you like)–when did you know that Duluth was home?












