As we referenced earlier, in a redo from previous publishing, was the loud football cheering heard from across the street from Starrs Bar. (A man yelled into his Wisconsin beer over the rest of the din “Packers score,” as if that clarification was needed).
Also heard on the street corner by the Smilin’ Moose as two people compared notes on their teams, with a commonality. What? You’re green? No, gold. It seems as far as the team of loyalty, they could go either way — and being color blind is also possible. But are all of them, especially if you’re a Raiders fan, black and white?
One driver of my car — do I indeed have a chauffeur? — said this of the hottie at the intersection on Game Day: “You got the green going.” And then the second time around, yeah its your color, a viewpoint that was stated a stone’s throw from The Village Inn sports bar. And third time’s the charm, this was said in line at the Freedom Value Center: “What, now, its a green thing?” Why is that vital? Next in line was someone with a Viking purple jersey without any number on the chest. Is that legal?
Next is a story about Magic Mike and two football-themed cakes, one with frosting of purple and gold, and the other green and gold, although Mike himself is not anything of a football fan. The note I left was about who gets their vote, my wife from Edina (Vikings), myself from central Wisconsin (Packers), and Mike (undesignated delegate from parts unknown).
And then there was the woman with a violet shirt and bright green hat — bipolar? OK, the shirt was fading. But one thing that was not fading is the purple stripes on a jogger’s shirt, to go with her, again, bright green hat. The the third time around, likewise, was the jogging lady with a St. Paul Saints sweatshirt and Minnesota Twins hat. These are slow speed joggers, not fast running backs.
I didn’t think God took sides with the whole football thing, even though it is usually played on Sundays. The sidewalk chalk wording outside the Purple Tree store, which is operated in a social justice sense largely by people of faith, read Skol Vikings! But note that this is the PURPLE Tree.
– The announcement has been made. All nearby parking patrons behold. Ever noticed the new parking payment kiosks downtown, many of which have been around for weeks, stating on their hoods that they will be coming soon. Uhm, aren’t they here already?
– One of those obnoxious machines that tell you what speed you are driving has actually been put up in North Hudson at — get this — a stop sign at a T-intersection. If you get a 28 mph reading, woe be to you!
– One of those big posters that display football schedules has in this case made its listing without even mentioning what is the home team, while the logo of its sponsor, Coors Light, takes up the lower one-third of the poster. The only reference to the Wisconsin Badgers is on a tiny decal in one corner, planted there as part of a football.
– This could be the sow’s ear that is the antithesis to the recent Bacon Bash at River Falls. A television commercial shown in town was called a whiskey bacon burger. This one gets my vote! And across the way in Hudson, the band The Whiskeys was performing. Coincidence? However, by all accounts, the versatile veteran but predictable bands at the fest were as solid of performing as is typical.
– Its hard to get overheated in fall, but this woman at the Smilin’ Moose appeared to be there. Despite the fact that she already was sporting a bare midriff, she was flapping the bottom of her short shirt to get her chest vented.
– Bigtime reconstruction continues on the old More-4 building downtown. So I guess you can no longer chug some high-calorie booze courtesy of the Spirit Seller, then work off the extra weight at the next-door, all-hours fitness center.