What to you get when you mix a group of trust funders with a bunch of uneducated know if all welfare sucking parasites? PDD. Just think how much of your money is going to pay for some of these individuals housing, heating assistance, food, and unfortunately, because of our messed up system, money for drinking, drugs, and computers to spread their hate and anger.

PDD, if this is Duluth's arts culture, the city is in big trouble. It's a bunch of delinquent kids who are trying to show their parents how smart they are and failing miserably, I might add. They should go back home to mommy and daddy and enroll back in the schools they dropped out of and attend some counseling sessions to get some help with the issues that many clearly possess.

I found this on DCB. I think they're wrong. I'm probably the youngest, by far, on this website, and not even I act like ther description of PDD. Feedback?

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Posted by Samuellll :) at 01:40 PM | Permalink | 19 comments, last by ruthie
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2am, heading down Superior Street to the car at the end of the night, the blonde woman in the small group in front of us calls out "Ojibwe Jehovah, help me find my car!" No idea if her prayer was answered.

Posted by ms dean at 01:04 PM | Permalink | 3 comments, last by c-freak
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Lake & First

"Hi. Would you like this bottle of water?"
"Sure!"
"Ok. Today is the National Day of Prayer. Is there anything you would like us to pray for?"
"Pray for the zombies to come."
"Ugh...."

Posted by Sjixxxy at 12:27 PM | Permalink | 11 comments, last by Heh
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I was at the Subway on Grand Ave behind a old person when he was ordering a sub. It was the most drawn-out process ever, here is the dialog.

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Posted by SaumZ at 03:09 PM | Permalink | 33 comments, last by Shaun
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There is a battle going on the funny side of the street between Brian Matuszak, the Renegade Board, and Teatro Zuccone (the Zeppa Foundation backed new owners of the venue at 222 E. Superior St.). It has to do with the terms of the lease and who gets what, especially when it comes to running the box office for Renegade productions. Brian has stated he's willing to resign over the issue. More can be found in this Duluth News Tribune article.

I am one of the Renegade regulars mentioned in the article who got the letter from Sue and I have to say, from the letter, I'm concerned. I contacted one of the board members to get a different point of view, but she didn't want to comment on it, understandably. So, without the board coming forward and giving their point of view on the lease, I'm apt to take Brian's side of things. Hey, Renegade Board, I'm all ears.

Posted by ironic1 at 09:15 AM | Permalink | 40 comments, last by iw
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Under the title: "Is it possible to have a new location for the Kozy or Norshor?"

"...Yes, it could even mean drinking at tables outside of liquor establishments. It means we are allowing serving liquor at restaurants, liquor stores, liquor in strip clubs, and liquor in grocery stores. What’s next? Moving the Cozy and Norshor to Lakeside?"

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Posted by adam at 04:44 PM | Permalink | 92 comments, last by The Duluth Policeco Department
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" ... so i don't have to pay rent, i just have to sell mushrooms. ... i just hope i don't get caught,"

said by one of three partiers. the group then decided to walk, rather than drive, because of what a dui would do to the driver's insurance rate.

Posted by christa at 04:15 AM | Permalink | 6 comments, last by Nettles
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  It was lunchtime by the Miller Hill Mall, and my husband and I divided the kids between us. He took the older two to Old Country Buffet, where they enjoy making multiple trips to the dessert bar. I took the 3-year-old to Starbuck’s in Barnes & Noble, where we could eat quickly and then visit the toy train in the children’s book section.
  While I ate my sandwich, my thoughts were unable to be louder than the conversation occurring behind me. From what I could gather, a man in his 20s and his father had been eating lunch. Then an elderly gentleman who knew them, but just a little, stopped by to give his medical report. And there was more.
  “I have bad news,” the old man said. “So-and-so Johnson is dying.”
  “Who?” the father asked.
  “I don’t know who that is,” the 20-something said to hid dad.
  There were several minutes of confusion, then the old man: “Oh, did I say ‘Johnson’? I meant ‘Olson.’”
  “Oh,” the father said. He kind of knew who that was.
  Then the elderly man went into a long description of Mr. Olson’s health problems. “They had to remove half his colon,” he said.
  The loud story had been going on for some time, but it was at this point that I thought it appropriate to turn my head around with a “hey, I’m trying to eat” look. No one noticed. Ah well.
  Eventually, the father said he had to leave. “I was just trying to finish my book here when you stopped by,” he said. Ouch.
  That evening, I mentioned this conversation to my husband. Coincidentally, he had a similar story to tell.
  “There was a man in the booth next to us,” he said. “I couldn’t see him, but he was talking about the results of the Iowa caucus. In the span of about 5 minutes, he used the term ‘Fat Cats’ at least nine times. ‘Now the Fat Cats will see who has the power’ ... ‘Now the Fat Cats will know they can’t get away with this.’”
  The man’s passionate political diatribe grew louder, and then he started peppering his opinions with “hell.” Not knowing where this was headed, my husband took the opportunity to move with the kids to eat dessert at a different table.
  It was then that he got a look at the guy, a man in a trucker cap who weighed about 400 pounds. It seemed funnier then, him calling someone a Fat Cat.
  It’s good to have common interest with your spouse. Apparently, one thing my husband and I have in common is being annoyed by people and their loud stories.

Posted by Beverly at 10:48 PM | Permalink | 6 comments, last by hbh
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Overheard on In the Loop in regards to winter bicycling, "There's no such thing as bad weather - just bad clothing."

Posted by samh at 06:27 PM | Permalink | 11 comments, last by zra.
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"Given three containers that hold eight, five, and three quarts respectively, how do you measure out a single quart?"

Posted by tamara at 04:23 PM | Permalink | 17 comments, last by Kim Pagliai
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"I can't tell if that smell is coming from that horse, the dogs from the animal shelter, or Miss Barnum."

Posted by Barrett at 10:04 PM | Permalink | 5 comments, last by adam
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True conversation of four eight-year-old boys eating pizza at the Edge Waterpark, Nov. 1, 2007.

BOY 1: (to Boy 4) “”We have Ms.( Such and Such) as a teacher this year and she’s really funny."
BOY2: “But we didn’t have her as a teacher today.”
BOY 3 interrupts excited: “Yea! Yea! She left after music yesterday because she was sick and went BLAHHH!! (mouth open and tongue out - puking face) in the bathroom.”
BOY 2: And one time, when I was here before, this kid went BLAHH!! coming down the slide in the water pool.”
BOY 1: “That’s why you should wait an hour after eating to go swimming.”
BOY 4: “Do you remember last year when (girl classmate) went BLAHH!! All over your class table?!”
BOY 3: “ Yea. That was sooooo sick!”
BOY 4: “Are you guys done with your pizza yet? I want to go back in the pool.”

Posted by Purple at 05:58 PM | Permalink | 1 comment by Barrett
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A chunky, 50-ish woman at the Hammond:

"A few years ago I went to Kmart and got a white T-shirt. I brought it home, and then I cut off the sleeves and the collar, and I cropped the bottom of it up real high. Then I went on the internet and copied the Hooter's logo -- you know, the one with the owl? I made an iron-on out of that, but I made it so that it said 'retired' underneath."

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Posted by Barrett at 01:21 AM | Permalink | 2 comments, last by Girl From the North Country
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two girls looking at magazines while waiting in line.

girl 1: brad pitt is so hot.
girl 2: yeah. i used to think so until i realized he's only a year younger than my dad.
girl 1: so?
girl 2: gross.

Posted by christa at 01:58 AM | Permalink | 14 comments, last by adam
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In a discussion about Al Gore winning the Nobel Peace Prize on KUWS yesterday Karl Spring, chief meteorologist for NBC affiliate KBJR, scoffed at Al Gore and said he wouldn't "pay a dime" to see "An Inconvenient Truth" because Al Gore is a "left wing nut job."

Don't you find it refreshing when scientists can put aside prejudice and examine issues based on cold, hard facts?

Seriously, if this guy as a meteorologist wanted to argue the science behind the movie, I'm all ears. If he just wants to cast aspersions and call people names, then maybe Fox is hiring.

Posted by ironic1 at 08:52 PM | Permalink | 151 comments, last by Lucie B.
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Minnesota based writer Lorna Landvik spoke last night at the Radisson, supporting her new book "The View From Mount Joy". The writer of such novels as "Patty Jane's House of Curl" and "Angry Housewives Eating Bon Bons" had barely begun her discussion when she commented "Hmmm, I ate something at Tobies today that didn't agree with me", then immediately hurled (though in a very ladylike way, managing to keep it in her mouth until she ran out of the room).

The very funny, and very game Landvik came back right away (did she even have a chance to rinse out her mouth?) and finished her talk, even signing books into the night. She made about 100 puke jokes afterwards, but none so funny as the woman in the audience who advised her to name her next book "Lorna's House of Hurl".

http://www.randomhouse.com/features/lornalandvik/

Posted by Girl From the North Country at 04:31 PM | Permalink | 4 comments, last by zra...
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A guy was looking for a DVD at Pawn America this weekend -- "Dodgeball," of all movies -- and he picked one up, said to his girlfriend/sister/mother(?)/whatever, "Oh, this one's in 'widescreen' ... but I don't have a widescreen TV," set it down defeatedly and left the premises.

Posted by Fly High, Duluth! at 04:55 PM | Permalink | 6 comments, last by Fly High, Duluth!
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Drunk College Kid #1, speaking to Drunk College Kid #2, who harbored #1 in his apartment while the cops were busting a loud party with fighting in the street:

"Hey, man. Thanks for being a good neighbor."

Posted by Barrett at 01:32 PM | Permalink | 1 comment by baci
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Yesterday morning I woke up hearing the old lady next door yell:

"I need a hedge clipper. For down there!"

I'm sure you do, lady. I'm sure you do.

Posted by Barrett at 12:19 PM | Permalink | 4 comments, last by maddam
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from a woman having difficulty putting her gas station hot dog in a bun, to her male friend:

"so, did i tell you that my sister-in-law is in jail? ... yeah. and my brother-in-law left me."

Posted by christa at 02:42 AM | Permalink | 2 comments, last by zra...
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