A waterfall from a higher place told me all about you.
a couple weeks ago i finally broke my ongoing curse of missing mason jennings shows. i won't go into detail here of how oddly wonderful and homebound he made me feel, but it made me think--there are quite a few things that remind me of the minnesotan portion of my upbringing, files hard-wired as MINNESOTA in my brain. to you, and only you, dear readers, i share (though i don't propose that you'll understand):
-cricket noises in the dark
-swimming in a lake (and not freaking out at how still it is or what your feet are touching on the bottom)
-farm animals of various sorts, and their respective smells
-the automatic reaction of saying "jeez" or "gosh" when something bad happens
-freezing your ass off
-but still being able to do it without wearing a hat or gloves
-fishing (walleye, bass, pike, sunnies, crappies)
-knowing to pronounce the above "croppy"
(pretty good for a girl who once sprayed down the whole boat with mosquito repellant forcing a cursing grandfather and uncle to throw every fish back into the lake)
-let's not even get into pronouncing Wayzata or Wabasha
-the smell of lilacs in May when everything finally melts
-knowing what the Mississipi really looks like
-two words: STATE FAIR
-the constellation Orion
-knowing how to allot twenty minutes of your time in the morning towards starting your car
-Matthew Mallard
-Dairy Queen and Perkins
-fried cheese curds (oh how i miss you!)
-loving hockey (and the North Stars)
-reacting to a snow storm by planning for an extra half hour to get to work
-Rev 105 and Radio K
-having an odd affection for bowling as a way to spend your time
-rambling folk songs about vast wide open spaces
-not realizing that any of the above is out of the ordinary
for those in the know, anything you'd like to add?
