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Wednesday, December 06, 2006
VOL. V Issue 12D
One Step Closer To Moving
The Holabird Advocate Newsblog isn't going to be changing home offices yet. Hopefully by next Summer, we will be coming to you from beautiful downtown Mitchell, South Dakota. A few more details have to be ironed out first. Our Publisher's application to DWU will not even be up for consideration until said details are taken care of. With the spring semester starting on Elvismas of 2007, it looks like the earliest we can hope for is Summertime.
One thing has been decided. Because of his age, it was recommended that Holabird Advocate Publisher, Jerry Hinkle find off campus housing. It will be expensive, but Jerry still has that spare kidney for sale (no takers yet). Another concern was put to rest, however. Several computers are available for use by DWU students at various locations on campus. Newsblog continuation is a foregone certainty.
The Holabird Advocate Plans Pledge Special
Mr. Douglas Wiken has invited all of us at the Holabird Advocate to flex our blogging muscle for South Dakota Public Broadcasting. We plan on publishing a special report on Friday to coincide with the Williams and Ree Special on Friday night with details to follow.by Red Green
North of 40: Big is Good
I've had a chance to study many of the inexplicable aspects of male behavior throughout my life, and the one that continues to impress me is man's ability to stand and wonder at some amazing feat that has absolutely no practical application to life as we know it.
For example, there's an annual contest where men build huge catapults and then use them to see how far they can throw a Buick.
I've never been there, but I'm guessing the spectators are predominantly male. Men will always choose magnitude over content.
Give us a huge fireball or an earth-shattering collision or even just a really loud noise, and we'll line up for tickets. We don't care about the long-term benefits. The more frivolous the huge thing is, the better we like it. Most men believe that no matter how useless something is, if you make it big enough, it becomes worthwhile. That's probably why most of us overeat.
Why I Hate Santa Claus
by Jerry Hinkle
Holabird Advocate Publisher
It was on this date, 12 years ago this afternoon, December 6, 1994, that my grandmother, Bergit Hinkle died. December 6, as it happens, is St. Nicholas Day. On the day that children in Germany are given gifts by Jolly Old St. Nick, that fat cookie eating, milk drinking, reindeer riding son of a pup killed my grandmother. I'm the only person in the whole world that cries when the radio plays "Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer", because to me it hits just a little too close to home.
Some may blame congestive heart failure, or the salted, spicy food she ate against doctor's orders, but I know different. It was Santa Claus. Some folks wondered why Grandad had snowflakes decorating the windows of his house, or the Christmas music boxes out in the open. That was because he wanted to leave the house the way it was when Grandma died. He did keep the house clean, of course, but that was about it.
The last 12 years haven't been all that bad. I do feel bad that Grandma had to go before her birthday on December 11. Just one more thing that Santa Claus took from us. But 6 years and one day later, Jesus gave our family my niece, Shelby. It was like getting to watch Grandma growing up. I wanted Darrel and Kristi to have a boy when Shelby was born. The trouble with that was, we didn't need a boy, we needed a girl. Even that turned out OK because they had Justin on the day after Grandad and Grandma's 70th anniversary. I used to think they both came a day late, but now I see they came on time. And if they ever start singing "Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer", I'm gonna have a Come To Jesus Meeting with them right there.
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