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The Windmills of His Mind

Posted at 6:00 AM on May 28, 2010 by Dale Connelly (32 Comments)
Filed under: Bubby Spamden

We have a new message from Bubby Spamden. They must be done with all their testing at Wendell Wilkie High School. His mind is wandering.

Hey, Mr. C.,


But it's just another Friday.

Well, not just another Friday, because it's the Friday before a three day weekend, which is the coolest kind of Friday to have. It's, like, all potential. Anything could happen. I'm going to spend the whole day daydreaming - looking out the window in Ms. Pakratz's class and thinking of the fun I'm going to have with the extra day off.

Once you begin to actually HAVE the fun and it becomes part of your past you can't go back and change it. That sucks. Like when me and my friend Kyle decided we were going to ride our mountain bikes across the railroad bridge. It sounded like a cool thing to be able to tell people we did, but really doing it was kinda scary and uncomfortable and expensive.

I'm thinking of getting my folks' phone number tattooed on my forehead so the authorities can quit asking me to repeat it.

Anyway, all I'm saying is the fun that's still ahead is always more fun than the fun you just had. That's what I'll be thinking about in school today (why are there still TWO WEEKS to go?) and I know I'm not alone. The teachers are doing it too. Like Mr. Boozenporn. He's always got that faraway look in his eyes. Bet if the FBI seized his computer, they'd find some wild stuff.

Anyway, have an awesome weekend, even if it's only in your mind!

Your friend,

What was your best summer vacation experience, real or imagined?

Comments (32)

right now i'm imagining that i'll get the rest of the garden in by monday - that would be the best. then a gentle, soaking rain. oh, and finish up the monthly hoof-trimming list and at least 4 batches of soap before next weekend.

i'm not kidding. my absolute favorite thing to do is to stay home and be busy with the goats and their gifts. sappy.
have a great weekend - real or imagined.

Posted by barb in Blackhoof | May 28, 2010 6:22 AM

Awww gee, I'm gonna date myself here. When I was a teenager my favorite fantasy involved taking a Canadian wilderness trip with Annette Funicello in a tiny float plane. In my daydream, we would have a tragic accident that would kill all the adults, leaving Annette and me unscarred (and without supervision, you'll note). In my fantasy, Annette might turn out to be a wild child once I got her mouse ears off. But I was a practical kid. If Annette proved to be lamentably virtuous, I could still enjoy wilderness fishing for a week or two until the search planes found us.

Have a wonderful weekend, Heartlanders. Me, I'm headed up to the 16-sided oatmeal box cabin with my old dog and new camera. The public radio at my cabin is incredible: all MPR signals, all WPR signals and the student station at the U of MN, Duluth.

Posted by Steve in Saint Paul | May 28, 2010 6:32 AM

back when i was a sophomore in high school i realized i would soon be out of time when it would be possible to go spend extended time away from responsibility/
i jumped in the vw van and drove out to salt lake ciyt to pick up a friend and then headed up yp the canadian rockies on our way to visit a friend in southern california. it was great with all the self discovery and spreading the wings at the right time in my life. i declared that the trip should be done exclusively on the back roads (no freeways) so the scenery was much improved vs the mcdonalds wal mart view you tend to get form the freeway. i really did get a chance to fell the pule of the neighborhood we were passing through.
i lost my dog in salt lake city and spend two weeks finding him. salt lake is great once you get past the morman uniqueness. the canadian rockies weres unbelievable. lake celestine in jasper is the starting point for the entry to the northwast territories backpack route up a 30 mile 1 way windy mountain road. ah thanks for the recollections. camping either in national parks or where the locals said the best palce would be (great spots along the way)ran out of time in san bernadito and did my first marathon back in 26 hours through the dsut storms of nevada and the rednecks of nebraska. seeing america was and still is my favorite way to spend the time available

Posted by tim | May 28, 2010 6:34 AM

steve that is priceless. you didn't pack gina lolobrigida in the back too"\?
enjoy the new camera. how about a memorial photogaph submission from the th crew next week? i suggest we all send dale 3 or 4 pictures form the weekend and let him and mike piece together a montage of the weekend.

Posted by tim | May 28, 2010 6:45 AM

Gina was old enough to be my mother, and I wasn't into older women then (like older than 22).

Sure, I'll take pictures. And if Dale is up for the trouble, I'll submit a few. Don't expect candids of starlets, but with any luck I might catch a bear wearing its bear skin.

Posted by Steve in Saint Paul | May 28, 2010 7:05 AM

Good morning all. I like to travel, so some kind travel has been and would be my idea of a good vacation. I guess most of us think of travel when thinking about a vacation, although Bubby apprently may be more oriented to local fun.

International travel is my main interest, but wilderness travel in the boundary area or a similar place is another type of travel I like. A world tour that includes wild locations in many parts of the world would be perfect. That would a lot to asked for, but I guess anything is possible when day dreaming.

Posted by Jim | May 28, 2010 7:14 AM

Good morning all. I like to travel, so some kind travel has been and would be my idea of a good vacation. I guess most of us think of travel when thinking about a vacation, although Bubby apprently may be more oriented to local fun.

International travel is my main interest, but wilderness travel in the boundary area or a similar place is another type of travel I like. A world tour that includes wild locations in many parts of the world would be perfect. That would a lot to asked for, but I guess anything is possible when day dreaming.

Posted by Jim | May 28, 2010 7:20 AM

Oh no! Another double post. Sorry about that.

Posted by Jim | May 28, 2010 7:25 AM

Greetings! My most memorable trip was when I was 12 or 13 and about half of us went to Washington, D.C. (couldn't fit all 7 kids into station wagon w luggage. Plus my older sisters probably had jobs). My mom's twin sister and her family lived about 20 miles from DC, so we did all the sights: White House, Mt. Vernon, Lincoln Memorial, Smithsonian, Bull Run, etc. I remember keeping a journal about that trip.

Another memorable trip was when we went camping and hiking to Isle Royale and seeing moose in our campsite, putting my feet in c-o-l-d Lake Superior, incredible wildlife. etc.

My fantasy vacation would be to travel somewhere exotic like Macchu Pichu or the Galapagos Islands, but it would have to be 5-star accommodations.

Posted by Joanne in Big Lake | May 28, 2010 7:26 AM

Yes, please do send me your Memorial Day weekend photographs. Good idea tim and Steve. If your photos have people in them, make sure you have their permission to have the image posted online, otherwise I can't use it. Gina Lollobrigida and Annette Funicello included.

My e-mail address:

Posted by Dale Connelly | May 28, 2010 7:31 AM

I'm sorting through the memories of my mind...lots of summer with snapshots of moments, but nothing jumping out at me as a great whole summer. Summer now is a day by day thing just like fall, winter and spring.

Barb in Blackhoof, Steve and anyone else headed north up I35 tomorrow...I think it is TJ's of Mahtowa's Wurst Days in Mahtowa Days...wanna meet for a brat at noon...or thereabouts?

Posted by cynthia in mahtowa | May 28, 2010 7:36 AM

Mostly what I remember of summers that were the best were the ones where I was doing pretty much "nothing." Playing with friends, loads of jumprope and roller skating (on adjustable metal skates), running in the sprinkler, hopscotch, mud pies and back yard treasure hunts (and digging to China). And as I got older just sitting by Lake Harriet or Lake of the Isles and talking about whatever seemed important.

I think if I were to fantasize now about my perfect summer, that would be it. A summer of nothingness - one where I could enjoy the small things of each day. Caterpillars and mud pies and riding my bike, hanging out with my pals and talking about nothing...guess my inner-six-year-old is showing again. :)

Posted by Anna | May 28, 2010 7:39 AM

I heard that Willie Nelson got rid of his braids. According to the a comentator, changing hair style can be a good "career move" for an some people. I don't think the comentator knows that most people who like Willie probably don't care how he does his hair.

Posted by Jim | May 28, 2010 7:58 AM

Cynthia et al. it is indeed "Wurst Days" with the Wurst Band and all of the accompanying madness. madness, Mahtowa style :-)

for the first time in 7 years, i think, we will miss Wurst Days. last year Cynthia scored some great books in the little shop next to TJ's. sorry we'll miss that, but ....

i'll get Steve to take a few pics of our weekend. i have power of attorney for the goats, so i'll sign the permissions.

have a good one, All.

Posted by barb in Blackhoof | May 28, 2010 8:23 AM

hi again. this is interesting to realize that my eyes come into focus a bit as the day goes on. i broke my glasses a couple days ago and ordered new frames but am using 5 year old perscription sunglasses to muddle through. at 6am i could not see the screen no matter what i did.(worse proofreading than usual which is difficult to imagine) now i can see again.
good to see the jim'a occurring for their namesake.
there appears to be a vacation mode going on with the blog this morning.
i have inlaws who invited themselves for the weekend. my wife freaks out when they come and life is difficult for a couple of days. luckily i have twins tickets for both saturday and sunday.( clean living)
i will shoot a couple of phots for a mewmorial day weekend montage with you steve. twins and kids ball relatives and the perfect weather for a relaxed stay home weekend for me.
when my mom was in town she would go and do the flowers on the graves of her parents. i won't be doing that.but i will remember.
alright dale is promoting the pictures. way to go dale.looking forwward to it.
wish you all the best

Posted by tim | May 28, 2010 8:26 AM

Camp in northern MN were always idyllic, lovely spot, good friends,good fun! The only worry? Skeeters!

Simple plan for us this weekend, stay home, have friends over, drink a bit, eat a bit, nap. Enjoy any restaurant now that "everyone" is at the lake!

Missing the lake-that-was, but certainly not the drive, hauling, oepening-up, upkeep, taxes...

Wishing you all a great weekend!

Posted by Kim in Saint Paul | May 28, 2010 8:42 AM

Good morning! My favorite vacation memory is of the week I spent at Aunt Thelma's farm, close to Mt Vernon, WA. We had a family reunion at the same time - must have been close to a hundred people at Aunt Thelma's house. Several of us younger kids(I was about 8 years old)got the bright idea to go fishing. We walked for about a mile on a little path through the woods to a small creek. We all were carrying a fishing pole and had to share a can of worms. After about an hour of tangled line, hooks stuck in trees and lost bait, I was the only one who caught a fish! Me - the youngest of the bunch and a city slicker at that! Of course the fish was only about 6 inches long, but I was so happy and proud. We walked back to the house where I had the temerity to ask Aunt Thelma, who was in the midst of preparing a huge picnic lunch for a hundred people, "Would you cook my fish, please?" And she did. Thanks, Aunt Thelma!

Don't think you will want any of the pictures of my Memorial Day weekend since I will be at the hospital for all of it; x-ray equipment isn't that exciting or beautiful.

Posted by Teri in Zimmerman | May 28, 2010 8:57 AM

When I was about 14 we spent 2 weeks at Glacier Basin, Colorado, just above Estes Park. BIG campbround, our 16 foot trailer, lots of kids. One older kid would come around at dusk singing "Firewood, evening paper" (for you musical types: G - high C - G -hi C - G - E) that he was selling. I can still hear him.

Staying put this weekend, maybe try a Lake Harriet Bandshell concert if they've started. Have a great weekend, everyone.

Posted by Barbara in Robbinsdale | May 28, 2010 9:16 AM


I hesitate to ask, so I won't. But share details if you want and in any case take care of yourself this weekend. If you'd like to send one of your x-rays in as your Memorial Day Holiday photo, feel free. I don't think anyone else will be submitting internal landscapes, so you have the field to yourself.

Posted by Dale Connelly | May 28, 2010 9:23 AM

All throughout my childhood in the summer I loved going to the Carnagie Library in my home town to read books by the hour. It was nicely air conditioned and quiet and I loved exploring the stacks. I also loved spending time on my various uncles' and grandparents' farms and playing with my cousins, and biking out to my best friend's farm to explore and hang out. It was pretty idyllic.

Posted by Renee | May 28, 2010 10:00 AM

Dale - Sorry! I didn't mean to imply that I am a pt in the hospital. I am scheduled to work this weekend, and I work in the radiology department of a hospital. Thus the landscape will be primarily of Radiology Exam rooms - lots of equipment and, hopefully, very few patients needing care!

A safe and happy Memorial weekend to all RHers!

Posted by Teri in Zimmerman | May 28, 2010 10:14 AM

Consistent with the theme of summer dreams, Garrison's "Writer's Almanac" is great today.

Posted by Steve in Saint Paul | May 28, 2010 10:26 AM

We are spending the weekend doing home repair and hauling mulch for the flower beds. I think we will also plant peas and basil. We had to dissassemble a couple of door frames to get a newly reupholstered sofa in our daughter's lair in the basement.I hope they go back together as easily as they came apart. Happy Weekend Heartlanders.

Posted by Renee | May 28, 2010 11:05 AM

After hearing about the good stuff on Writer's Almanac from the real writers on this blog, I finally looked around, found it myself and read it. Indeed, a lovely piece. I don't pretend to understand poetry, but it had a nice sentiment and tone.

I remember long ago, when GK and then Christine Suite read short stories for a half hour on the air Saturday mornings. That was really cool -- I miss that.

Posted by Joanne in Big Lake | May 28, 2010 11:16 AM

Good Afternoon RH,

Like many of you, I'm sentimental about the summers of my youth. We lived about 45 min. from Okoboji and every August, after the beans had been walked, my dad would rent a place for a week at Arnolds Park. We stayed at Deck's Resort -- a grouping of small cottages, all painted light yellow with brown trim, knotty pine walls, and screened front porches. Each one had its own name painted on a sign above the porch door. We always tried to get the largest cottage for our family of 6. Its name was Fanny Farmer. I remember some of the others were named after disney characters, like Daisy Duck, and one was called Quitcherbellyaching. Mr. Deck was a dear grandfatherly man who smoked cigars and played Bingo with us at the picnic table. He called the numbers and let us pick candy prizes out of a cigar box. A single Bingo was worth something small, like bit o honey or sixlets. A blackout scored you something bigger, like necco wafers or a big toosie roll. The resort was just up the hill from the amusement park. The white wood roller coaster was in clear view and the click clackety track sounds and screams of the riders were ongoing. Put on your suit, grab a towel, and a short walk down the hill to the beach. Afterward, stop off in the park to get a sno cone or cotton candy and chat with the engineer of the kiddie train who would sometimes give you a ride for free. To be a kid in that place at that time. It was glorious!

Have a wonderful weekend folks! Looking forward to the photos after the holiday.

Posted by Donna | May 28, 2010 12:22 PM

Joanne (and others): Garrison does an excellent job of selecting poetry for The Writer's Almanac that people can appreciate on a first hearing.

One of the services MPR provides is that they will mail the Writer's Almanac to your email box each morning for free. Many of us enjoy reading a little bit of poetry as we drink that first coffee of the day and try to get our eyes focusing again. You can even click on it to hear it read through your computer's speakers.

Posted by Steve in Saint Paul | May 28, 2010 1:15 PM

Thanks, Steve. Does Garrison read it when you click to hear it or is it a computer voice?

Posted by Joanne in Big Lake | May 28, 2010 2:02 PM

Donna, I grew up in Storm Lake till 1960, so spent some time at L. Okoboji, and we did stay in a cabin there once with some friends and their kids... Thanks for the memory.

Posted by Barbara in Robbinsdale | May 28, 2010 4:39 PM

Barbara - staying above Estes Park must have been a wonder. We took vacations to CO when the kids were young and I'm longing to see it again. The scenery between Ouray and Durango is spectacular. Thank YOU for the memory.

Loved your fantasy, Steve. Especially where you get Annette to loosen up and take off her mouse ears.

Posted by Donna | May 28, 2010 6:05 PM

Here is the best summer vacation story; nobody will top this: in the church I served were a couple who on their honeymoon surveyed the trails in what later became Rocky Mountain National Park. He worked for the CCC's, had been the rock foreman at Gooseberry. They offered him the chance to go survey the trails when he was working in Washington. He wired his fiancee in Eveleth. She met him with her mother and a pastor in the St. Paul station at a stopover. The got married there and went on to Colorado. Went back the next summer and finished the job.

Posted by Clyde in Mankato | May 28, 2010 7:17 PM

I knew we could count on you, Clyde. Great story.

Posted by Barbara in Robbinsdale | May 28, 2010 10:48 PM

Joanne: No computers. When you click the link, you get the real deal. That lovely piano theme starts off "The Writer's Almanac," and then you get Garrison reading the notes for the day. He concludes with the poem.

Posted by Steve in Saint Paul | May 29, 2010 6:32 AM

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