R.T. Rybak is the current mayor of Minneapolis, MN, (serving since 2002) and a former writer for the Minneapolis Tribune who has also contributed to MPR. More importantly, he’s been known to crowd surf at First Avenue concerts. Yeah, that’s Minnesota for you.
So I will start by saying that I have nothing less than the utmost respect for Mayor R.T. Rybak. The guy is kind, smart, passionate and is often the best speaker in the room regardless of the venue. With that said, it is with a heavy heart that I must report the following: when I invited the mayor to participate in GDBWSNBDG at a recent local foods banquet in Montevideo, MN, the first reply I got was “What does a giraffe look like?”
Needless to say I was speechless. Though I do not know the mayor on a personal level, I have spoken to him at enough political functions to know that this question must have been in jest. Or, at the very least, a question of metaphysics. After all, I as an armchair philosopher I can sympathize: what does anything truly look like?
At least for both his sake and mine this is the story I’m sticking to.
“Well, they have long necks,” I said.
He then took the notebook from my hand and began to draw, clarifying that he would need to draw a rough draft. (One could say that he was drawing a rough gir-aft, but one should probably not say that because it would make them look like an asshole).
Figure 1: Mayor Rybak’s Rough Gir-aft.
Commenting on his work (“Hm, not bad!”) he then tore the draft from the notebook. Becoming serious, he took to his art like a bird to flight …
… If said bird was filled with helium, therefore making it a fowl-ish Hindenberg.
Normally the story would end here, but the moment he finished (taking the time to “touch up” the work with neck-arms and a pigtail) he then took the sketch and ran off. Not knowing what was going on (and hoping to get my notebook back), I followed only to see that he had sought out his wife with cries of “Honey, honey, look what I drew!”
The reply? “That’s very nice, Raymond.”
Yes, very nice indeed.
I think this is quite possibly my new favorite giraffe and story.
I didn’t know anyone could beat out Bob Bruinicks and his “giraffe”/horse, but I think you’ve managed to do so.
I have been keeping up with your amazing blog since before your kickoff, and I must say this is definitely my favorite so far. Keep up the good work so I can keep crying with laughter instead of doing homework. Thanx!
That’s pretty fantastic. Best story ever.
The Hindenburg was filled with hydrogen, actually. If it had been helium, it wouldn’t have exploded, just deflated and made people’s voices sound funny.
That giraffe has freakin’ arms! Imagine? hmmm that would be alot of fun. Plus I think its head is on fire
thats a ponytail! …. I think.