Quiz: How Minnesotan are you?

After months of wading through hip-deep snow — and enduring a mind-numbing 50 days below zero (Fahrenheit!) — I’m happy to report the start of The Great Thaw of 2014.

For once, I don’t mind slogging though the sloppy slush.

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And because it’s warmed up enough that I’m no longer worried about my nostrils freezing shut, today I ventured out for my first early-morning walk of the new year.

One of my favorite things every spring is seeing what emerges from under the snow. Sometimes it’s car parts — like the mufflers and fenders that adorn most of the major intersections.

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Other times, I’m amused by the more mundane, everyday objects that reappear in my neighbor’s yards.

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This morning it struck me that the ability to identify these emerging objects is one of the Five Critical Skills of the Minnesotan (the other four being Mosquito-swatting, Woodtick-pulling, Snow-shoveling, and Pointless-smalltalk-making).

With that in mind, I’m pleased to introduce the first in a series of completely useless quizzes:

How Minnesotan are you?

This inaugural quiz is easy enough. Simply guess what the objects are, leave me a comment*, and I’ll automatically enter you in a random drawing** to win a bottle of hand-packed, artisanal Minnesota snow!***

Let’s start with a practice photo:
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If you guessed “bicycle for a person with two butts,” you are correct! Well done.

OK. Ready to find out if you’re a Minnesotan at heart? Here are your three clues:

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How did you do? Don’t worry if you didn’t get that last one — I’m not entirely certain either. But I’ll confirm for sure sometime in May or June.****

* Partial credit given for wrong-but-creative answers.
** Need not be present to win. Void where prohibited.
*** Snow may arrive as a liquid in some locations.
**** Unless it snows again, in which case I’m moving to Mexico.

12 comments

    • How funny you should mention smell, Tom — I noticed yesterday (for the first time in months) that the outdoors has a smell again! Fortunately our yard only has two or three bits of poop that are awaiting removal. I don’t envy you that task at all; as much as I loved my dog Arrow, the big spring cleanup used to be my most dreaded of all the household chores. Ewwww.

  1. Hmm, I’m gonna say some Christmas tissue paper, a barbecue? And a trailer?
    Fingers crossed the melt continues.

    • Take another guess at the first response, Mariano, and you’re the winner of the grand prize! (Hint: It’s a form of journalism that some fear is becoming extinct — probably because it sometimes ends up in the middle of a pile of snow.)

      • Well then, I’m going to have to go with a newspaper. I’ll be happy to receive my grand prize in spirit though, I’m Canadian and I don’t think people would be too happy if I started shipping in even more snow. Hehe.

        • Yes! Congratulations, Mariano! Consider yourself officially awarded in spirit — as much as I’m eager to get rid of the snow, I’d hate to anger any Canadians! Haha!

    • Are you suggesting that I ripped the muffler off my car, threw it onto the boulevard last October, and drove around in a noisy plume of exhaust all winter … simply so I could take that photo? Well, OK. You got me. 🙂

    • You’re right about the first two, Roberta — and we will indeed see more of Item 3 as it appears. Even more good news? The other winner has respectfully turned down the grand prize, so it looks like you’re the proud owner of a bottle of Minnesota snow. Yay!! 😀

    • Aw, DB … you’re welcome here anytime, even if you can’t identify a partially buried Weber barbecue. Face it: You’re utterly incapable of being a “fail” — on *any* continent. 🙂

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