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One of the more unfortunate examples of North Dakota statuary.
Location: Bismarck’s Paradiso.
The little yellow balloon was promised blue skies.
Into which it could float, and fly, and rise, rise, rise.
It was lies. All lies.
For one reason or other, my younger self saw fit to clip out this John Cleese photo and quote 20 or so years ago.
I found it again this weekend while going through some old boxes of mine. Sharing commenced.
Way back in 1994 as I was working a graveyard shift at Kinko’s Copy Center in Grand Forks, North Dakota, I decided to make the under-the-glass counter display of blank résumé paper samples a wee bit more interesting. This was the result.
I was bored.
It was interesting reading about Okinawa’s “EXTENSIVE MICE EXPERIENCE”, “COMPREHENSIVE MICE FACILITIES”, “TOURISM AND MICE OPTIONS” and “POST-MICE EVENTS AND ACTIVITIES” before knowing that MICE was a business acronym.
One of my deepest and darkest secrets is that for a brief period of time in high school, I used to sell suits and cologne at Dayton’s, a department store that would later became Marshall Field’s and then Macy’s. Dayton’s was also the parent company that gave birth to Target back in the 60s, well before my time.
I remember yuppies with yellow power ties favoring Xeryus by Givenchy, a scent that made me gag like a valley girl on a first date. Fish ties were also in vogue for some reason, if just for a moment. I also remember guys with “gentleman’s fit” bodies desperately wanting to fit into the “athletic fit” suits. Now all these years and pounds later, I finally understand why.
Early morning photo shoot at The Marina at Prairie Knights Casino and Resort (Lake Oahe, North Dakota) 09-22-2011