Reading of yet another rant by Nugent at a political rally (and an NRA gathering is a political rally) gave me a quick return to a recent trip. I spent my honeymoon in Quebec City early in January 2011. (Note: if you ever get the chance this is a great city to visit and is somewhat Duluthian in history and character.) But for a day trip my wife and I did a day long dogsled outing. We got to ride and have a driver slide us over the meadows and through the woods. It was quiet enough to carry on a conversation with the driver.
My driver was a recent college grad who had taken a political science class in his last semester where they were able to use the 2010 U.S. elections as real-time case studies. I will never forget being deep in the woods in the Quebec woods with snow sifting through the trees and having this young man exclaim “we could not believe that you (Americans) would have a political candidate pose with a gun to promote his campaign.”
When we got back to our hotel we saw the news that Gabby Giffords had been shot in Arizona.
From gun control to climate change there is a huge percentage of Americans who are motivated by fear of losing guns, rights, money, freedoms.
Maybe the more we can educate our neighbors about how this country is viewed by the outside world, like a sled-dog driver in Quebec, the sooner we can put fear behind us.
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Judy Okstad stands at the counter of Central Sales, welcoming customers into a three-floor-deep ocean of stuff. Seriously… a lot of stuff.
“There’s a lot to remember where things are,” Okstad says. “When people aren’t in here I do walk around and I look and try to memorize.”
The “handyman’s candy land,” as owner Joel Russell calls it, sells just about everything: tools, boots and shoes, motors, greeting cards, ribbons. The variety is overwhelming. Downstairs: auto exhaust pipes. Upstairs: porcelain figurines.
I am coordinating an event with about 12 college students attending. The dinner request is for “Chinese” [or similar]. This brought up a discussion with staff that there [apparently] isn’t any place around here that has family portions as an option. I’ve never had the need, so I don’t know if this is accurate. Regardless, could I please get some suggestions on where there is value-priced Asian style cuisine available?
It’s a great day in Duluth! This afternoon we announced an agreement with AAR to bring over 200 jobs to Duluth. According to the AAR representative, the jobs will pay between $30k-80k depending on technical skills. AAR will operate out of the old Northwest Airlines base at the airport.
I want to point out the importance of the team who made the AAR deal possible. The City’s Business Development Director Brian Hanson was the leader of this effort and we literally had dozens of partners who contributed to this effort. Thanks to DEDA, APEX, the Airport Authority, DEED, Governor Dayton, St. Louis County, Monaco Air, and our city staff who have been working on this deal for the past year. We also need to especially thank the 700 people who came to our job fair – that was the difference maker.
AAR officials hope to start hiring this summer – once fully staffed this operation will have a $25 million impact on our region. Not only will the City be receiving rent on the facility, but we will be avoiding the $180k that it costs to keep the building heated and the equipment in working condition. I’d say that today is most certainly a Perfect Duluth Day!
Col. Brent Loberg stands at the front of a huge warehouse-like room, auctioning off bottles of barbecue sauce, jars of olives and boxes of candy.
“Who else wants a Sweet Tart Squeeze here?” Loberg calls in a booming auctioneer voice. “Whoa, that’ll make you pucker up there.”
Col. Brent Loberg accepts items for the upcoming Sellers Auction.
Another man in a gray T-shirt, a beard and glasses walks through the crowd carrying the strange tooth-paste-looking tubes of candy and saying, “Anybody need a pucker?”
This is the Monday night Sellers Auction in Duluth’s West End neighborhood.
Katie Gooder, paddle #178 and an auction regular for the past two years, explains the bizarre goods being sold.
“There’s a couple guys who come in and they sell food,” Katie says. “Sometimes they have coffee, sometimes they have … See, now you can get bologna.”
She laughs as they pull out the deli meat.
The first Monday night of the month is antique night, where Loberg sells antiques and only antiques. Tonight, though, the offerings are more varied. After the food is gone, Loberg will start auctioning off tables covered with every item imaginable: records, mirrors, clocks, Louis L’Amour books, a rocking horse, a set of kitchen knives, a metal detector.
“They sell everything here,” Katie says. “Except animals. I don’t think he’s done any animals.”
As a matter of fact, he has.
“We do a few farm sales every so often,” Loberg says. “November I sold three cows.”
Loberg’s world exists at the top of a wide staircase on the corner of 21st Avenue West and Third Street, past the faint smell of cigarette smoke and mothballs. A significant crowd is gathered here. Most of the people have paddles in their back pockets. The room is decorated with neon signs, a mounted canoe and a small race car, among other things. Loberg buys the decorations himself.
“I buy goofy stuff once in a while,” he says. “Like those mannequins over there.”
He’s referring to two naked mannequins watching stoically from inside a glass case in the front of the room.
Loberg has been running the Sellers Auction in this same building for 30 years.
“Something I kind of fell into and liked it and I thought, you know, this is gonna be fun,” Loberg says. “Just a real interesting business.”
Loberg went to “auction school” in Iowa.
“It’s a two-week school and then you graduate, and bingo!” Loberg raises his arms in the air. “Here I am!”
The title of “colonel” doesn’t come from the military — it comes from auction school. Loberg says that after the Civil War, only the colonels could sell the old army equipment. That’s why auctioneers started using the title.
Loberg’s weekly auction is not just for the casual observer, although anyone can walk in and feel at home pretty quickly.
“It’s a huge community of people,” Katie says. “A lot of people just do the whole circuit.”
The Sellers Auction takes place on 21st Avenue West in Duluth.
Katie goes to auctions with her husband, Bill.
“Somebody had told us a long time ago about the auction and we had nothing to do one night,” Katie says, “and then it just became a habit.”
Bill says from under his Navy hat and sunglasses, “Something to do on Monday night. Gets to be like family around here.”
He holds a huge heart-shaped box of chocolates that he says he bought for Katie (“She went on a diet, she won’t eat ‘em”) and he passes the chocolates out to anyone who will take one.
“Take two, they’re small,” he says to a passerby.
Bill and Katie are selling coins, gold and silver, at this particular auction. Katie sees something she wants — the first item she has bid on tonight.
“Bill, will you go get that lamp oil for me?”
Katie hands him the paddle and he hands her his Styrofoam cup of coffee. He ambles up to a table in the front with a crowd around it. The bidding here, Katie says, never gets too heated.
“There’ll be bidding wars ’cause sometimes you just really want it,” she says. “When you walk away you go, ‘It’s mine, it’s just mine!’ It’s really fun … People are never mean about it or spiteful. There are a lot of fun people here.”
Some of the observers are antique sellers or auctioneers themselves, such as Patrick Miller.
Miller sits in a rolling chair near the back, watching the proceedings with an educated eye. He’s been buying and selling since he was 16 years old.
One of the best turnovers he ever made, Miller says, was when he bought a painting of an elephant and a tree with a nude woman painted into it. He bought it for $300 and sold it later that day for $3,000.
“It’s more luck of the draw,” Miller says. “I haven’t become a millionaire off of one piece yet, but hopefully someday.”
The auction will run until 10 or 11 p.m., but the same crowd will no doubt gather again soon, looking for an oddity or a bargain.
Tonight, though, Bill is set on taking one thing home.
If you’re wondering what Picasso at the Lapin Agile is all about, I hope this review will whet your appetite. Rubber Chicken Theater at the Play Ground, a Steve Martin play that promises much… and aims to deliver.
This is the first in a series of polls I will be posting to try and get a sense of how the numbers break down on certain opinions that pop up on PDD. I’ve closed comments on this post, because the purpose here is boil things down, as much as possible, to a set of numbers.
For background and/or the opportunity to weigh in on this topic, visit the 12/07/2011 post: Is the Last Place on Earth ruining Duluth? If you want to point out a problem with the poll itself, feel free to email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
The poll will close this Friday night/Saturday morning at 12:00am.
Should the Duluth Police Department return the money and property they seized from Jim Carlson last September?
Unsanctioned Homegrown Print Photo Show: Blue Tape. No Frames.
Just what it says. @2104 will be hosting a last-minute, non-sanctioned print photo show for Homegrown.
Opening night will coincide with 2104 Spring Series Episode Three.
Thursday Opening – May 3, 2012
Hours: 3 to 9 p.m. – times are variable … date is not
Presentation will only be photos taped to the wall … the tape will be blue.
Music by: Two Beat Band
Awesomeness = Guaranteed
If interested in participating you must contact me. Everyone is eligible to participate. However, content must be 2011 Homegrown related. No other discounts or coupons or other offers valid. Must be present to win.