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posted: 5/7/2008 at 9:55 PM |
I mean...aside from us runner types. 
I often see this one guy...sometimes he walks with a woman, sometimes alone. He ALWAYS wears a heavy Winter coat. It seems not to matter what the weather is. Today's weather...just shy of 60 and VERY humid. So appropriate garb might include a t-shirt and shorts or jeans. This guy has on the coat, sweatpants, a knit Winter hat, and sunglasses--it wasn't sunny out except for a few very brief, filtered peeks. By looking at his clothing one might expect the temperature to be a good 20º colder. Maybe he's trying to sweat away the pounds...? I certainly don't want to get too close--that dude has got to emit one heckuvan odor being dressed like that.  |
Kirsten
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• Get down to 123#s and STAY there!
• Run 1500 miles
• Make it to 1st marathon - Milwaukee Lakefront - in my home state of WI
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posted: 5/7/2008 at 11:11 PM |
| We have a guy who wears a motorcycle helmet and heavy coat all the time and pushes around 3 shopping carts filled with suitcases. He will push one cart a few blocks, and then go back and get the second...etc. Everybody leaves his carts alone when they are just standing in the middle of the block. I know he has some money, my friends who own the wine shop say he comes in and buys nice bottles of wine. I dont know if he is homeless or just eccentric. Or both. |
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"It's not enough to bash in heads, you've got to bash in minds" - Captain Hammer
2008 Goals New PR's in 5K 10K HM, M
Faster than a speeding toddler..... |
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posted: 5/8/2008 at 12:53 AM |
| There was this old guy in Hickory, NC that everybody called Whoopee. He rode around on a bike all day, and when a person would yell "hey Whoopee," he would spout off a several minute long tirade of obscenities and racial slurs (regardless of what race the person who yelled it was) while he rode away. Cruel, yes. Hilarious, yes. |
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posted: 5/8/2008 at 1:03 AM |
| There is a tale that an old man ghost walks the trail where I run. Occasionaly I see a very old man, long white grey hair, and very dirty. Whenever I pass him, I always look back hoping he was the ghost and he disappears like magic. Think he is just a dirty old man. Today when I ran past him he gave me a thumbs up. |
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posted: 5/8/2008 at 1:04 AM |
| There's a guy that busks on my subway line. He wears a leather bike jacket and a fedora with a feather all year round. He totes around a tiny amp in a backpack and plays only one song: "Knockin' on Heaven's Door". Last week, he had a stand up screaming match with a subway crazy person, accusing him of creating a hostile work environment. |
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posted: 5/8/2008 at 1:05 AM
modified: 5/8/2008 at 1:19 AM |
Quote from zoom-zoom on 5/8/2008 at 12:20 AM:I have no doubt that someday I will be the crazy lady everyone talks about. MTA: I think someday may be here... 
Kirsten, same here. I am SURE regulars in stores has seen me wear sunglasses indoors where it's unnecessary and keys jingling from jeans pocket eachtime I go to the store.
MTA: did I understand the subject of the post, it seems others are referring to bums. |
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posted: 5/8/2008 at 1:11 AM |
Let's see, I have the old guy with the dog that calls me the purdy lady. I guess he has some money but prefers to keep to his dog and stay drunk.
There is the dirty guy that is very friendly but homeless, I think. He carries a box around town. i think it might be his house.
There is another old man that live in the woods close to the local well. He's a sweetie, but just prefers to be left alone. Just a touch eccentric.
Oh this is sad, i can keep going. |
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posted: 5/8/2008 at 1:30 AM |
| Quote from RAer on 5/8/2008 at 1:05 AM: MTA: did I understand the subject of the post, it seems others are referring to bums.
Oh, the guy I see isn't a bum...just kinda weird. I know he drives a car.
I also just remembered the older guy I often see flying by on his bike...always in a yellow jersey (perhaps thinks he's Lance...?). Always gives me a wave and hello. He's not really weird, just a regular that I often see. There's another older guy on a recumbent who has a radio with him. That always gives me a laugh--he's so old school that he carries an actual radio with speakers on his rides. |
Kirsten
• Ladies Locker Room •
.: 2008 Goals :.
• Get down to 123#s and STAY there!
• Run 1500 miles
• Make it to 1st marathon - Milwaukee Lakefront - in my home state of WI
• PRs: 5k ~ 15k ~ 25k |
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posted: 5/8/2008 at 1:46 AM |
We had a guy named R.T. who used to ride around town on an old bicycle, loaded down with tin cans hung on strings. He was supposedly very wealthy but had his assets placed in a trust fund because he was not capable of managing his own affairs. We saw him quite often.
Sadly, a couple of months ago we saw his obituary in the local paper. Our little town misses him! |
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posted: 5/8/2008 at 1:52 AM |
I dont think my guy is a bum, I think he is just weird.
I on the other hand am the weird mom who takes her kids out to eat waaaaay to often. Every restaurant in town knows us. They must think I dont have a kitchen |
Beware the Pink Boxing Gloves of DOOM!
"It's not enough to bash in heads, you've got to bash in minds" - Captain Hammer
2008 Goals New PR's in 5K 10K HM, M
Faster than a speeding toddler..... |
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posted: 5/8/2008 at 2:14 AM |
| Quote from zoom-zoom on 5/8/2008 at 1:30 AM: There's another older guy on a recumbent who has a radio with him. That always gives me a laugh--he's so old school that he carries an actual radio with speakers on his rides.
Funny! This reminded me of a guy we used to see when we took walks near our last home. He would sit on a bench along the trailside with a walkie talkie, hunched over a bit, looking out of the corner of his eye. He'd try to look secretive, but he also belted out what he was saying so everyone could hear it, (kind of like little kids do when they're carrying around their fake cell phones). He acted like he was doing investigations/ talking to policemen.
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posted: 5/8/2008 at 2:19 AM |
Well there is the old lady that pushes her poodle around in a wheelchair that I mentioned in another post. She made it in the Duluth paper.
Then there is the guy that rides a super tall bike all over Duluth. He made it in the paper as well. Here is a video of him on his bike.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PYBtpK-daM4 |
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posted: 5/8/2008 at 2:31 AM
modified: 5/8/2008 at 2:51 AM |
Quote from millertime1980 on 5/8/2008 at 2:19 AM:
Would hate to fall from that! Good view, though.
In college, I lived in Center City Philly for a bit and there was a crazy middle aged guy in our building. Well-groomed and all. He thought the Korean-owned corner grocery store guy up the block killed people. Normally, I don't mention race for race sake (like say, my octagenarian grandmother,) but, this guy thought the guy's being Korean had something to do with his killing people. People would go into the store and disappear, he'd say. I, mind you, was never killed by the Korean grocer. Nor were my now-wife or roomies. The guy also supposedly worked on some mind control things at Penn.
In another place, we lived above a guy who was wierd as shit. Like 7 something feet tall. Roland, his name was. Had played basketball in Europe for a while, but lived in our shithole on the first floor and was a security guard. Once, I heard moaning from our basement, walked down thinking he was hurt and he was laying on his back, with his feet up on the stairs (mind you, this was a city rowhouse with a filthy, cobwebby cluttered basement. Wouldn't let my wife do laundry down there. We lived there 7 years. Good times.) Anyway, I'm thinking he fell:
"Roland, you OK?"
"Yeah Dave" (My name is Dan, and despite introducing myself as such to him and being called Dan in his presence, and that most of the time, he got the mail from the mail slot addressed to Dan, not Dave, he never called me by my correct name.)
He rambled on about something about getting a divorce and that he wanted to lie there and think.
(We didn't know he was crazy when we moved in: An absentee landlord owned the building.)
He'd occassionally come home, shit faced, and have had lost his keys, then would bang on the front door to be let in. He ripped his own inside door off and never replaced it. He'd lean it closed, or his apartment would be wide open. He'd leave jazz on all the time, even when he wasn't there and had not a chair or table in his apartment. (We'd have to go in it, because sometimes our cats would escape from our apartment on the second floor and run into his.)
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posted: 5/8/2008 at 2:34 AM |
Quote from millertime1980 on 5/8/2008 at 2:19 AM:Well there is the old lady that pushes her poodle around in a wheelchair that I mentioned in another post. She made it in the Duluth paper. Then there is the guy that rides a super tall bike all over Duluth. He made it in the paper as well. Here is a video of him on his bike. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PYBtpK-daM4
The biker's kind of cool. Except what is he doing with the excess food? Giving it to shelters or places that need it? I remember working in Flint and watching people dig through the garbage for food. It really made you think. We'd go out and hand them bags of the day old items we couldn't sell just so they wouldn't have to do that.
Too bad there's no poodle clip!
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