Behold the invading beauty queens. As Lynne and I sat in the Landmark Center, joyful of the warmth and our bellies full of hot dish, we were taken by surprise by a gaggle of beauty queens. The Landmark Center was mostly empty, being the middle of a weekday, then they burst onto the scene. There had to be a hundred of them, all wearing their tiaras and sashes. It was very surreal. I kept thinking of the video game “Grand Theft” which has cheat codes where you can turn all the people in the game into clowns or gangsters. It was like we typed in the cheat code “givethemalltiaras” and poof — everyone was a beauty queen sporting a tiara. The Winter Carnival is an odd thing, ice castles, snow sculptures, skating on city streets, a hot-dish tent (seriously), roving gangs of beauty queens and…

So I spent last night wandering an undisclosed park in St. Paul. I was settling in for the evening when my friend Bob calls; he’s certain that he knows where it is. Half an hour later, flashlight in hand, we are “boots on the ground” searching for the Winter Carnival Medallion. One of the great activities of the St. Paul Winter Carnival is the Medallion Treasure Hunt. The local paper prints lyrical clues to a treasure hunt. Somewhere, on public property, they hide medallion. There’s cash, glory and a year of groceries from Cub on the line. Needless to say, we returned to Minneapolis dejected and empty handed. Well, I wish we returned empty-handed, Bob kept looking up clues with his Treo while driving — Oh, God…