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J. Carver Distillery of Waconia

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This afternoon I went to an American Legion and played bingo with my SIL. Sometimes bingo players agree to split winnings with others at the same table. Historically, I never split. Today I felt nice and offered to split with her. My SIL declined! She won one game. I came home a loser. Wise woman she was.

My SIL and an elderly woman, both bingo experts, monitored my bingo cards throughout the session. The older woman twice pointed out when I missed dobbing a number (I was playing nine squares). My SIL alerted me when I was one number away from bingo. I loved it.

Something awesome about this Legion post, besides the M1903 Springfield rifle mounted above the bar, is that 16 oz. cans of Surly or Waconia Brewing beers cost less than a pint of the same beer at those breweries. Which is why I like gambling at the Legion. It didn’t hurt that today the Legion served homemade sloppy joes and French fries. Yum.The bun were even toasted.

This evening I desired another beer. My wife is traveling. That’s fine. Sometimes I like going to the a brewery by myself. I can’t handle all three dogs alone, so I rolled the dice. Sulley won.

On our way to the brewery we stopped at McDonald’s for chicken McNuggets. My dogs love those things (shhhhh, don’t tell Oliver and Ella). My truck’s window was frozen shut so I skipped the drive-thru and went inside to order. I haven’t been inside a McDonald’s since COVID first came into the news.

Damn, things there have changed. This place totally remodeled. Two kiosks replaced two cash registers I ordered at a kiosk, and it was slick. Fast too.

With nuggets in hand, Sulley and I drove to the brewery. I ended up getting a coffee stout and the brewery’s latest offering, a peanut butter honey and banana ale. I could really taste the banana. Both beers were good.

Sulley and I split the nuggets. As we ate, a little girl and her mom came in. The mom instructed the girl to ask if she could pet the dog.

Of course!

I said his name is Sulley. “Oh! Like Monsters, Inc!” she giggled. Exactly, because he has a blue merle coat and one blue eye. That went over the child’s head, but she was still happy to pet the dog.

After the nuggets were gone Sulley laid down on the floor to nap, and I read a magazine.

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Tom Keifer - With A Little Help From My Friends (Beatles Cocker Cover) Taste Of MN Waconia 05 JUL 2014 Tom so cute singing ...💔😭🙂🌞🤘🎤❤️💯🌞

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Are they football players who wrestle? Or wrestlers who play football?

Wresting and football are like peanut butter and jelly,

Shakopee’s Jadon Hellerud and Waconia’s Max McEnelly clashed as 195-pound wrestlers during a section meet last winter. Bottom, from left: Simley’s Gavin Nelson is a standout running back and a state champion wrestler at 220 pounds. Hellerud is a successful running back for Shakopee and was a Class 3A runner-up last season in wrestling. This fall illustrates clearly the complementary nature of…

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Walz celebrates expansion of Waconia hemp business - Minnesota Reformer

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5/4 Vs Andover

This game was the opposite of a heated match up. We have nothing against Andover besides the fact that this game was now being played on a Saturday morning which happens to be our prom day.

Just like the Waconia game this started slow as well. 0-0 for a while until we ended up scoring in the 3rd inning making the score 1-0. Andover would tie then take the lead in the top of the 4th scoring 2 runs. That lead didn't last long as we scored 2 our selfs in the bottom of the 4th taking the lead back. Current score is 3-2 Chan after 4 innings. Nothing happens until the 7th inning where the lead off hitter for Andover hits a game tieing home run. Andover would eventually make the score 5-2 and the would also end up being the final score. Another heart breaking loss. Trying to turn the season around in the right direction but coming up so close every time. Back on the road on Monday 5/6 at Eden Prairie.

[alleycatallies]

Waconia, Minnesota: Reject Amendments That Place Cats in Danger

Alley Cat Allies sent the following letter to the city council of Waconia, Minnesota, to protect indoor and community cats from dangerous amendments to the local city code. Right now, Waconia is proposing adding cats into laws crafted for dog-related issues, which leaves cats open to dangerous requirements that don’t acknowledge their nature and place in our communities.

We are offering our expertise and support in establishing lifesaving Trap-Neuter-Return (TNR) in Waconia and crafting an ordinance that protects community cats, caregivers, and TNR.

Dear Mayor Waldron and Waconia City Council:

On behalf of Alley Cat Allies and our supporters in and around Waconia, I am writing to ask for the immediate rejection of dangerous proposed requirements for cats in amendments to Chapter 560 of the Waconia City Code. These include requiring cats to be leashed or licensed, which is impossible to enforce and fails to acknowledge community cats, or unowned cats who live outdoors. Alley Cat Allies asks that the City of Waconia instead enacts effective, lifesaving policies like Trap-Neuter-Return (TNR).

Alley Cat Allies is the leader of the global movement to protect cats and kittens. Founded in 1990, we work toward a world where every cat is valued, and every community has policies and programs to defend them. Alley Cat Allies regularly educates and acts with lawmakers, animal shelters, and the public to change attitudes and advance laws and policies that best serve the interests of cats.

We want Waconia to know that dogs and cats are very different animals with very different relationships to people and our communities. Cats cannot be slapdash inserted into laws tailored to dog-related concerns.

Laws requiring cats to be leashed are ineffective, impossible to enforce, and incompatible with TNR, the only humane and effective approach to community cats. If Waconia agrees to a leash requirement for cats, it will only result in cats being impounded and killed and/or the penalization of compassionate Waconia residents spending their own time, energy, and money to care for community cats.

Under a leash law, any cat not wearing a leash outdoors is a visible target. There is no reliable way to distinguish between a community cat, an owned cat allowed outdoors, and an indoor-only cat who is unintentionally outdoors. All of these cats will therefore be at risk, along with the people who care for them.

Similarly, community cats do not have owners to provide them with licenses or tags or to clean up after them if they defecate on public or private properties. However, the proposed amendments will include cats in laws regulating these matters for dogs. The penalty could only fall on caregivers of community cats, who are not the cats’ owners but good Samaritans providing a community service.

If Waconia’s goal is to address community complaints or disputes, that is better accomplished through facilitating discussions in pursuit of positive outcomes for the cats and people involved. If the goal is to address populations of cats outside, The City of Waconia needs to know that community cats are at home outdoors, and it is their natural environment. They have no owner to leash them, and they generally cannot be adopted into indoor homes.

Instead, the city is best served by supporting TNR and low- and no-cost spay and neuter.

Through TNR, community cats are humanely trapped, spayed or neutered, vaccinated, eartipped for identification, and returned to their outdoor homes. TNR stops the breeding cycle so no new kittens are born, improves cats’ health, and eliminates mating behaviors such as yowling, spraying, roaming, and fighting. TNR also reduces shelter intake and calls to animal services, providing immediate community benefits and saving taxpayer dollars.

For all the reasons above, Alley Cat Allies again urges the City of Waconia to reject the proposed amendments and offers our support to draft new language that protects community cats, community cat caregivers, and TNR. We also offer our support to help Waconia establish an effective TNR program and further humane policies. Thank you for your consideration.

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Waconia now requires cat owners to keep their pets on a leash

New Post has been published on https://petn.ws/3SRDl

Waconia now requires cat owners to keep their pets on a leash

Cat owners must now keep their pet on a leash in Waconia after the city council updated an ordinance that, prior to Monday’s vote, only applied to dogs. The city council ordinance requires cat owners to keep their pets on their property with a fence or a leash and clean up their waste in parks […]

See full article at https://petn.ws/3SRDl #CatsNews

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THWACK!

“Okay, so it’s some guerilla marketing for some movie?” Marcia asked.

“No, are you kidding, this is real!” Jon, the little brother, exclaimed. He thrust his hands out at her with eyebrows raised.

“It’s not, you should look up the marketing they did for the first Flash movie. It was just like this, some guy moving so fast in a convenience store that you only see some drinks disappear. Seriously, don’t fall for this crap,” she said, pushing the phone back to him.

“No no no, watch it again, come on,” Jon said, scrubbing the video back to the beginning. Marcia rolled her eyes and looked at the screen.

For the second time, she saw the two women, eating at a small table on an urban sidewalk at some fancy brunch place. A third woman was holding the camera at an angle to capture them, and as she rushed around the table to get in frame, a tall, nude man crashes to the ground with a loud thwack behind them in a comical belly flop position, leaving an impact crater in the asphalt. The women screech and then freeze. Almost as soon as he hit the pavement, the man hauls himself up while grunting, presses his hips forward to stretch his back, then says, “I do apologize,” with a flirtatious smile and jogs off into the distance. 

One of the women shouts after him, asking if he needs an ambulance. The owner of the phone glanced back at the screen, arms reaching out, and the video stops.

Marcia laughs. “It’s so fake. Probably Superman or something,” Marcia said and returned her attention to her laptop.

“They wouldn’t use a naked guy in a Superman trailer. It’s not even censored!” Jon whined. “And it was filmed here in town,” he added, scrolling through his phone, frantically locating another shred of evidence.

“Everything is filmed in town, Jon,” Marcia said, gesturing out the window. In the far distance, they could see some buildings of downtown LA emerging over trees in the distance.

Jon shook his head. “No, not like that. Just out in public. And look, there are others.”

Marcia shook her head until Jon held the screen in front of her eyes once more, with a new video playing.

This time, some kids were skateboarding at night time. The dark sky made it impossible to tell where they were, but it was somewhere with a lot of concrete. The only thing you could clearly see is the phone’s light on a curly-haired tween in a beanie. He said, “You ready?” and a voice behind the camera answered, “Yeah.” The kid slinks forward and glides on his skateboard before dropping over the edge of an abyss, revealed to be an empty pool as the light follows its subject. While the kid approaches the opposite side, the camera follows him, until the visual is interrupted by a blurry mass dropping in front of the lens and a cartoonish thwack. The camera shakes, then jolts to a body slumped in the pool. The kid has pivoted his skateboard and, upon hearing the smack of her body on the ground, skids to a stop just before her. 

“Oh my god, oh my god, dude. Is she okay?” The cameraman says, his heavy breaths distorting the audio. 

The skater leans over the body, which he clearly assumes to be lifeless, and then startles when the body yells out, “Ow! Hephaestus’ furnace!”

She struggles for a moment to get to her feet, but otherwise appears unblemished. The woman cranks her neck to one side until there is a satisfying pop, then smiles sweetly at the boys. 

“Could you tell me where I am?”

The boys glance at each other. “Uh…” the camera man starts. “Waconia?”

“Waconia… which, of course, is in…?” she prompts again.

“Uh… Minnesota?” the boy answers.

“Ah, yes. Minnesota. Thank you,” she replied with a nod, then leapt out of the pool and disappeared from sight. 

The clip ends after the boys share a few shocked expletives. 

Marcia smacked the phone out of her face. “Come on, you’re wasting my time,” she said.

Jon groaned and trodded off to his room. He periodically emerged to show Marcia some other clip, these ones even less convincing, or to show her some internet speculation on the origin of these clips. She remained unconvinced, just as when he tried to show her UFO or cryptid evidence. 

Marcia finally could not hear a single peep from Jon’s room, which usually meant he was playing videogames with his headphones on. A knock came at the front door.

She glanced at the oven clock. It was too early for the neighbor kids to be stopping by for Jon, and people rarely stopped by before Marcia’s dad got home. She crept towards the door, hoping to be able to slip away quietly if it was a salesman or the old lady who lived down the hall. The crone seldom stopped by, but when she did, Marcia couldn’t shake her for a couple hours.

On tiptoe, Marcia peeked through the peephole in the door to find a man in a robe standing on the other side. He stood straight up, shoulders thrown back with confidence, shifting from foot to foot impatiently with his hands on his hips. He reached out and knocked again, then called, “Salve, citizen! I could use some assistance!”

Just then, Jon stumbled out of his room with his headphones over his ears, nodding his head to an insufferable metal song that Marcia could hear across the room. She waved her hand at Jon frantically, gesturing to quiet down. He didn’t notice, and so she rushed to him on the balls of her feet and tackled him onto the couch. They wrestled over his phone until Jon said, “What the fuck?!”

From the other side of the door, the man said, “Aha! Yes, I know you are in there! It’s time to open up!”

Jon stared at the door, and before Marcia could grab him, he rushed and looked through the peephole. He glanced back at Marcia, eyebrows crushed together and mouth agape.

“I can hear you in there! Now, please, I see that you are a Roman by your notice on the door. I do not want to draw attention to myself, but I do believe you will be honored to host such a guest as myself, if you would let me explain.” The man was speaking in a booming, authoritative voice that was so animated, it might as well belong to a Ken doll. 

Jon looked back through the peep hole, then looked back and whispered, “Notice? Does he mean the band poster?”

Marcia shook her head. “Listen, sir, we will call the police if you don’t leave.”

“No, please, don’t. I just need a little help. I took quite the tumble out there, and I’m a little confused, is all,” the man said in a low voice.

“Then… then, I can call an ambulance for you. They’ll meet you outside.”

“No, please. I… Look, you have this Momento Mori flyer out here, so I know you are citizens. I am… well, you just won’t believe it, but I am Mars,” he said with a slight laughter in his voice. He clearly expected the pair to be impressed. They only sat in silence.

“Well, okay, Mars… What’s your last name? I’m going to call an ambulance, and they’ll be able to-”

“Oh, for Valor’s sake, this is ridiculous. I do not have a last name, but I have many names! Mars the Virile, Lord of the Land, King of the Sacred Glove, The Father of the Victorious, The Avenger,” the man rattled on, and Marcia started dialing 911. 

“Yes, hi, there is a man outside of our door, and I think he needs some help… that’s right, he’s a stranger…”

Jon continued staring out the peephole at the man, who was now pleading for Marcia to stop.

“Please, woman, do not call for the authorities. You humiliate me, woman. If they are so close as to be called out the window, do not announce my presence this way, please,” he said, then pressed his head into his hands.

“Wait,” Jon said, then turned to Marcia. “He doesn’t know what a phone is.” Before Marcia could stop him, Jon opened the door. Marcia yelled and grabbed his shirt, trying to stop him, but the man already noticed and stepped inside. Marcia scrambled to her room and locked the door shut. In Marcia’s effort to stop Jon, she dropped the phone on the floor, which Jon grabbed.

“Hi, I’m Jon. You were just talking to my sister, Marcia… Yeah, that’s our address, but we’re actually fine… It’s just a new neighbor who stopped by to introduce himself… Yeah, our dad will be home in an hour… No, we’re really okay, you don’t need to stop by… Yeah, sorry, it won’t happen again,” Jon said. He ended the call then looked at the man again. “Mars, right?”

“Yes, boy. My name is Mars, and I do need some fortifications, such as-” but Jon cut him off by holding his own phone up to his face, playing the video of the man who crashed in front of the brunching women.

Mars’ eyes expanded in amazement. “Why, yes. Yes, that is me,” he said, and he grabbed the phone from Jon’s hands. The video ended, and he turned it around, examining the outside, before asking Jon to help him operate the device. Jon replayed the video, and Mars watched intently. Mars asked for the video again, but Jon brought up the other one at the skatepark and held it up to his face.

“Recognize her?” Jon asked.

Mars snarled.

“So we all fell!”

“Who is that?” Jon asked.

“Venus!”

In that moment, the truth suddenly dawned on Jon, and he nodded his head while saying, “Ooooohh my god!” 

Mars nodded in agreement.

“So you all fell from, what, Mount Olympus?”

“Yes, my child,” Mars said.

“And now the Roman canon is just running around on earth?”

“I do believe so.”

“And you all are going to try to rule earth?” Jon asked.

Mars paused and straightened up. “Now,” he said, cradling his chin with his hand, “there’s an idea.”

Jon, oblivious to the influence he just had on the God of War in the flesh, nodded his head proudly.

“Hey, do you like metal?” Jon asked, glancing at his phone again to bring up some Momento Mori songs.

Mars tilted his head back and laughed a grand, booming, royal laugh, then said, “Oh, child, I love metal more than that old fool Hephaestus! Metal greatly improved my trade, and I owe my success to it’s refinement!”

Jon pressed play, and as a deep bass drum resounded through the small, tinny kitchen, Mars’ face beamed with delight. The bass guitar joined in with a wild rhythm, and a fantastical, melodic voice wailed through the air. Jon started nodding his head to the beat, and Mars echoed the movement and exaggerated it, still smiling

“I meant this kind of metal,” Jon said, both nodding together.

“Unbelievable! This is metal? You found a way to blacksmith music? They used to jokingly call our musicians songsmiths in the past, but I never imagined this would be possible,” Mars said.

Jon started shaking his head no, but then stopped, and said, “You know what? Yeah, we did figure it out. And it rocks!” 

Mars cocked an eyebrow in confusion, then with an insane smile declared, “It does! It rocks!” and started banging his head to the beat with joy.

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