Brewers vs. Twins in MN 2010

Katie got off of work and met us at the lake. By the time she showed up Reese was in the "deep end" of the lake and was in over her head. But Katie didn't worry because Mike and I were keeping her head above the water's surface. But we didn't stay in the lake too much longer because it was Friday night, which means one thing if you live in Wisconsin or Minnesota - it's time for a Fish Fry. Mike and Katie go to the local VFW Post in Blackduck pretty often for their dinner specials, and it seems like the entire town was there. I thought it was amazing because it was so local and quaint, plus they had the Brewers/Twins game on the TV and 24 oz PBRs for like $3. The fish was great, the beer was going down smooth, I was watching the Brewers game, I got to hang with the locals and I was in the company of good friends. What more could I ask for?

How about a Police standoff? After dinner Katie had taken Reese home because it was getting near her bedtime, but Mike and I wanted to stick around and watch the Brewers / Twins game. It's a good thing that Katie took Reese away from here because there was no way that she would have been able to sleep after witnessing this excitement. The entire Blackduck Police force as well as the Paramedics were there. Plus there were even the (figure out which county) County Sheriffs on hand to assist. We couldn't tell exactly what was going on, but all of the cops had their guns drawn and they were walking cautiously through people's backyards, like they were in persuit of a criminal on the run or something. And the guys in the ambulance were waiting patiently across the street in case someone got shot. We sat and watched for like 15 minutes waiting for something interesting to happen but nothing did, so we went back into the bar to watch the game. That had to be more interesting than this was.

So instead of stealing money and merchandise from the bar I decided to try and steal some money from the government instead. The legal way, not by robbing a federal reserve building. I bought a couple of those pull tab gambling cards, and turned my $4 into $0! Well that's a shitty investment. I would have been better off trying to steal a bottle of booze from behind the bar. I would have had more satisfaction.

The Brewers game was not more interesting than the police activity outside. Dave Bush gave up 7 runs in the 1st inning and the Twins easily cruised to a 15-3 victory. But none of these Minnesota natives were around to see it as they were all outside. The bar was empty, and I could have made out like a kid on Christmas morning, but the bartender must have sniffed out my plan and came back inside.

The Twins were up 13-0 in the 5th inning, so we decided not to stick around for the end of the game. The VFW post was pretty cool. Despite being a meeting place for Veterans of Foreign Wars, this place served up a pretty wicked fish fry and some cheap drinks. Mike said that they also have some other food specials other nights, like Taco Tuesday. Trust me, if I lived in a small town like this you wouldn't be able to keep me away from a place this awesome. Mike then took me to see the giant black duck statue. It's fitting that they erected a mock up of this creature because he does give the town its name.

I don't know which part of town that this black duck was watching over, but that's only because I didn't get a very good sense of the town layout during my brief time here. You would think that he would occupy the city square or something, but from recall and these pictures I would say that he was watching over one of the city parks. That is where he should be because unless your name is Uncle Scrooge, ducks do not belong in the city. I tried to kiss him in thanks for his diligence (he's like a real life Darkwing Duck standing guard) but I couldn't reach, so Mike and I just posed for pictures underneath his outstretched wings. The Eagle has nothing on this guy. I'd rather have the duck bear me on the breadth of dawn.