More Minnesota perpetuals:
Minnesota may have 10,000 lakes but it also has 10,000,000 pot holes. By the time the weather is ready to repair them, it's close to winter again so why bother. They'll just be as bad as last pot hole season.

Minnesota is also the land of perpetual Christmas lights. By the time the weather is conducive to taking them down, it's almost fall and they'll just be going back up in a couple of months so why bother.

Minneapolis
I think churches should be named describing some of the local flavor. For instance, any new church in south Minneapolis should be named the "Our Lady of Perpetual Road Construction Church." Any church named during the winter should be known as "The Church of Perpetual Snow Removal." In Wyoming it should be "The Church of Perpetual Wind."

Years ago a chemist friend warned me about ethanol gas for cars. He claimed it cut gas mileage far more than the price justified. Starting out from Casper with a tailwind, I averaged close to 27 mpg, filled up with regular gas and continued to enjoy over 24 mpg to South Dakota, where one's choices are ethanol or ethanol. Slowly but surely the mpg began to go down as we traveled farther east. One factor to also consider is we dropped over 2,000 feet in elevation.
Sometimes things aren't always as good as they are supposed to be.

It's amazing what strangers will tell each other. We stayed at a motel in Mitchell, SD last night. I went down to breakfast and there were two couples, one from Rapid City and the other from North Dakota. There were talking about their families and big city traffic letting each other know how much they travel. They left and I read my paper. A guy came in and since I had a Wyoming shirt on, he asked the obvious question which is am I from Wyoming. Turns out he lives in Ames, Iowa, which, of course, is a big connection for me. He was a family counselor while I was a school counselor.
We'll never see each other again but for a few minutes we bonded verbally.

Went to the annual mineral's industry chili cook-off at the Events Center yesterday. Each year mineral companies and their service companies charge $10.00 per person to sample as much chili as one can take. This year there were 46 booths and they're in competition with one another by each person sampling and returning a ballot for his/her favorite chili. The competition is fierce. They also charge $3.00 for beer and a dollar for a can of pop. I don't think a person can make it through too many booths without needing something to drink. I would say that beer sales were outnumbering pop sales by at least a two to one margin. I estimate I made it to around 20 booths. I avoid the hot chili as much as I can but every once in a while a person gets one that clears up the sinuses.
I got there around 11:45 and there were probably more than 500 people on the floor visiting the booths. It was crowded. Since I didn't sample most of them, I didn't turn in a ballot but it's a great way to get one's chili fix.

Bumper Sticker on a pick-up
"Welcome to Wyoming-now take a wolf and leave"
Aren't we friendly?

I didn't watch the national news or check the stock market from Wednesday through Friday. It was just nice to get away from it all.

Article in today's Denver Post
The Headline-"This Marriage May Not Last"
A groom was arrested twice on his wedding day. The first time for intoxication and the second time for spousal abuse.