Posts in Brainerd
If only someone would spray paint a clown riding a unicycle on the Washburn Water Tower.
Wait, someone did that in 1989 and I spied it on my bicycle while I wasn’t procrastinating writing a paper on the Shroud of Turin!
Here is an an artist’s rendering (mine) because I didn’t have my fanny-pak (Franny-pak) filled with an iPhone/camera and, sadly, only had the image seared into my brain via synaptic plasticity:
The only difference between the artist-rendering and the real graffiti is that the clown’s legs didn’t end with feet and were just magically stuffed into the wheel-hub. Did this give me nightmares?? Why would it??
I haven’t even thought of it for the past 30 years.
**Spoiler Alert** Zeichen Press triumphed over Twenty-Twelve.
At times, the year was a nail-biter: will 2012 take it’s boot off of Zeichen Press’s face?… Will 2012 stop hitting Zeichen Press with a folding chair?… Yes and YES.
And as Zeichen Press says adieu to this Year Of Pestilence, Zeichen Press welcomes Twenty-Thirteen — welcomes it the way a mother welcomes the news of another pregnancy. The gift of amnesia is powerful and we are grateful for it. I’m wrapping up the year, as usual, in Brainerd, Minnesota. The temperature is hovering around a balmy 0° and as the supplies dwindle to beer and bacon, we are considering sending the children to town for chocolate and dvd’s. And medical marijuana.
2010 has a short driveway and as we backed down it we (I) felt wistful. It seems like only last year we were freezing in Brainerd. Here we are again, eating thick-cut bacon and praying for the strength to survive round after round of Name That Tune. I don’t believe in New Year’s Resolutions because the prisons are overcrowded as it is and also because the world isn’t ready for my style of leadership. (Deer-in-the-headlights.)
This was a big year for Zeichen Press – and as I sit in my Fiberglass Insulated Cell, I feel gratitude. I also feel greasy from all of the bacon, but like the sparrow, I will take a sand-bath to freshen up when the time is right. A new website, a fleet of reps, prints in Room & Board, the dog’s wig:
Who wouldn’t be grateful? I believe Jen and I are coming up on The Five Year Anniversary of Our Zeichen Press Partnership – we will celebrate by not murdering each other in cold blood.
Don’t worry, we’ll send out Save-The-Date cards.
That’s what the press looks like – and I always play that song when I gaze upon it.
That’s where I am. Will I ever be able to get back to Minneapolis? Stay tuned.
And, just because I’m a little obsessed with the weather, I gathered some very important figures. – Record low temperatures in The United States of America:
|Alabama||-27||Jan. 30, 1966||New Market||760|
|Alaska||-80||Jan. 23, 1971||Prospect Creek||1,100|
|Arizona||-40||Jan. 7, 1971||Hawley Lake||8,180|
|Arkansas||-29||Feb. 13, 1905||Pond||1,250|
|California||-45||Jan. 20, 1937||Boca||5,532|
|Colorado||-61||Feb. 1, 1985||Maybell||5,920|
|Connecticut||-32||Feb. 16, 1943||Falls Village||585|
|Delaware||-17||Jan. 17, 1893||Millsboro||20|
|Florida||– 2||Feb. 13, 1899||Tallahassee||193|
|Georgia||-17||Jan. 27, 1940||Mauna Kea||13,770|
|Idaho||-60||Jan. 18, 1943||Island Park Dam||6,285|
|Illinois||-36||Jan. 5, 1999||Congerville||722|
|Indiana||-36||Jan. 19, 1994||New Whiteland||785|
|Iowa||-47||Feb. 3, 1996*||Elkader||770|
|Kansas||-40||Feb. 13, 1905||Lebanon||1,812|
|Kentucky||-37||Jan. 19, 1994||Shelbyville||730|
|Louisiana||-16||Feb. 13, 1899||Minden||194|
|Maine||-48||Jan. 19, 1925||Van Buren||458|
|Maryland||-40||Jan. 13, 1912||Oakland||2,461|
|Massachusetts||-35||Jan. 12, 1981||Chester||640|
|Michigan||-51||Feb. 9, 1934||Vanderbilt||785|
|Minnesota||-60||Feb. 2, 1996||Tower||1,430|
|Mississippi||-19||Jan. 30, 1966||Corinth||420|
|Missouri||-40||Feb. 13, 1905||Warsaw||700|
|Montana||-70||Jan. 20, 1954||Rogers Pass||5,470|
|Nebraska||-47||Feb. 12, 1899||Camp Clarke||3,700|
|Nevada||-50||Jan. 8, 1937||San Jacinto||5,200|
|New Hampshire||-47||Jan. 29, 1934||Mt. Washington||6,288|
|New Jersey||-34||Jan. 5, 1904||River Vale||70|
|New Mexico||-50||Feb. 1, 1951||Gavilan||7,350|
|New York||-52||Feb. 18, 1979*||Old Forge||1,720|
|North Carolina||-34||Jan. 21, 1985||Mt. Mitchell||6,525|
|North Dakota||-60||Feb. 15, 1936||Parshall||1,929|
|Ohio||-39||Feb. 10, 1899||Milligan||800|
|Oklahoma||-27||Jan. 18, 1930||Watts||958|
|Oregon||-54||Feb. 10, 1933*||Seneca||4,700|
|Pennsylvania||-42||Jan. 5, 1904||Smethport||est. 1,500|
|Rhode Island||-25||Feb. 5, 1996||Greene||425|
|South Carolina||-19||Jan. 21, 1985||Caesars Head||3,100|
|South Dakota||-58||Feb. 17, 1936||McIntosh||2,277|
|Tennessee||-32||Dec. 30, 1917||Mountain City||2,471|
|Texas||-23||Feb. 8, 1933*||Seminole||3,275|
|Utah||-69||Feb. 1, 1985||Peter’s Sink||8,092|
|Vermont||-50||Dec. 30, 1933||Bloomfield||915|
|Virginia||-30||Jan. 22, 1985||Mountain Lake||3,870|
|Washington||-48||Dec. 30, 1968||Mazama||2,120|
|West Virginia||-37||Dec. 30, 1917||Lewisburg||2,200|
|Wyoming||-66||Feb. 9, 1933||Riverside||6,650|
AND before we start killing and eating each other, we are entertaining ourselves by throwing boiling water into the cold air.
Why is it that the one time I leave my house something awesome happens?? Jack drove the Heidelberg Windmill down from Wahpeton, North Dakota this morning. Drove it right down to our fancy studio.
I’m in Brainerd not running around the house in my underwear and Jen is back at ZP headquarters. Who knew (Jack the mover knew) that the press was going to be delivered TODAY? Apparently, the hydraulic part of the pallet jack (not Jack the mover) didn’t love the 0°. I guess it was frozen and I’m no expert but that seems like a setback. Jen called me wondering where she could find a hair dryer. I don’t know why she wanted to style her hair but I’m not going to judge. Apparently, Jen’s beautiful hair did the trick because the new press is safe and sound in the SW corner of the shop.
Day Two. Snow fell through the night and drifted into the passage. The women and children are weaker today. Kenneth is ailing and must be dragged on a make-shift sledge. Robert appears to be delusional and only can speak of thick-cut bacon and death metal. The dogs are starting to look delicious, especially the fluffy one. We are, most certainly, in a predicament.
Um, here’s a new card – inspired by the men, women, and children that ventured West .
The Donner (Birthday) Party
Uh. December is, like, over. I don’t even care. Good riddance you ungrateful pig. You think you’re so great with your Christmas and your Hanukkah and your Britney Spears’ birthday. I’ve had it. I think we all have. Even with all of these Feast Days I managed to squeeze in our long-awaited catalog creation. And don’t think I forgot about my 25-birthday-cards. Self-imposed deadlines are the only way to get anything done. You know what else works? Pretending someone is going to kill you if you don’t get something done. SO, I scrounged up some images and wrote some lines. Yeah, yeah – I’ve not set the type or done layouts or pulled any proofs – mere formalities. And anyway, my shop elves will do it while I’m ringing in the New Year in lovely Brainerd, Minnesota. Here are a few images/lines – they’ll be 15% funnier after I’ve had my way with them. And another thing: they’re not all birthday cards. I’m not some sort of one-trick pony.
You make this, you live.
Shhhh. Nobody’ll even notice us.
you are probably sitting in your own urine.