load up the car with potato skins and pickled weiners
Well, I had two weeks of vacation time coming
After working all year down at Big Roy's Heating And Plumbing
So one night when my family the I were gathered 'round the dinner table
I said, "Kids, if you could go anywhere in this great big world, now
Where'd you like to go ta"
They said, "Dad, we wanna see the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota"
They picked the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota.
— Weird Al, The Biggest Ball of Twine in Minnesota
I came home the other day after a doctor's appointment that got way too grown-up for my tastes and informed Mister Husband that we were going out. It was a beautiful afternoon and early enough to do some driving, so we drove out to Darwin for the express purpose of visiting The Biggest Ball of Twine in the World Wound By One Man. And yup, that is indeed one big ball of twine out in the middle of absolutely nowhere. Turns out it was wound by one Francis A. Johnson over the course of 19 years. He also carved interlocking wooden pliers. And he somehow managed to never marry, in spite of these talents.
The museum is one of those wonderful small-town museums that is about 20% on-topic and 80% Contents of the Town’s Attics. The evidence is in the flickr sets.


Comments
Twine. Twine twine twine. Such a good, good word.
Posted by: Xtin | July 16, 2007 8:34 AM
Wow. I need to take the kids to see that. It's always good to see the results of hard work, consistently applied.
Posted by: Tom | July 16, 2007 7:10 PM