Archive for September, 2009
How did all ur stuff get over ther?
Posted by hilstreet in My animals on September 15, 2009
Oh, because my neck and shoulder are caught in the bag handles, and have been for the four hours you were gone.

I tore the crap out of the bag though. See? See my revenge?

Rev. Kitty Martin Luther sayz: “I believe Hollis haz the Sign of the Beast!”
Posted by hilstreet in faith, My animals on September 14, 2009

O hai – i get n ur picture!
Posted by hilstreet in My animals, news on September 10, 2009
Hilarious news story. I’ve tried to get something into Wikipedia, and it is a tough task. I salute you, Crasher Squirrel!
Thanks for sending, Johanna!
Web goes nuts for ‘Crasher Squirrel’
MINNEAPOLIS, Minnesota (CNN) — Melissa and Jackson Brandts knew right away that the photo from their recent trip to Canada was a good one.
Melissa and Jackson Brandts were taking a photo of themselves when the squirrel popped up.

However, it wasn’t until the world — and National Geographic — took notice that they realized exactly how good.
Now, after submitting it to the magazine’s online “Your Shot” contest, the Minnesota couple’s photo is set to grace the pages of the magazine’s November issue. It’s appeared on the Web sites of news outlets around the world, and the squirrel — now dubbed “Crasher Squirrel” — even has its own Wikipedia entry of the same moniker.
Melissa Brandts and her husband Jackson were hiking in Banff National Park the last week in May when they decided to set up their camera and use their wireless remote shutter for a few shots of the two of them. They were getting situated on the rocky shore near Lake Minnewanka when the now-iconic critter stopped by for a visit.
“The little squirrel had been running around while we were getting the shot set up,” Brandts said in a phone interview Tuesday. “I was joking with my husband that I hoped he was friendly because he was getting awful close and kind of scampering around our feet and stuff.”
Friendly? You might say so. It was also a bit timid and perhaps even indecisive because it soon scurried away and then, just as quickly, rushed back again.
“Photogenic” might also be a good word to use to describe it.
“All of a sudden he popped back up because he heard the shutter releasing, the clicking of the camera. The only thing we can figure is that he thought it was going to give him food or something,” Brandts said.
“He popped right up and looked right into the camera, and we were laughing so hard because we were like ‘get it, get it!’ and we were trying to get the remote to fire. So we got a couple of pictures — took a couple of pictures with him there, and then he ducked down and proceeded to run away.”
The resulting image exceeded all expectations.
“We didn’t realize how good it was until we got back to the hotel that night and downloaded it to my husband’s computer, and when we could see it on the full screen we were like, ‘Whoa, are you serious?’”
“We had no idea it was going to turn out exactly like it did with him being in perfect focus, us being out of focus, and then us just laughing in the background. We weren’t sure if he’d be standing like in front of one of us or something like that.”
An international phenomenon
Brandts said she and her husband showed the photo to their friends and family, and were subsequently incessantly prodded to “do something” with it.
For months the two weren’t sure what that something could be. That changed, however, when the latest issue of National Geographic arrived in the mail.
“I saw the ‘Your Shot’ contest, which of course I knew existed, but I had never thought of entering one of my own pictures into it,” Brandts said. “I thought, ‘This is what I’m going to do!’”
Brandts said she submitted it on August 5 and by August 13 it was NationalGeopgrahic.com’s photo of the day.
“Things just kind of spun out of control from there.”
The photo was soon published in the pages of two national Canadian newspapers, and Brandts received calls from a friend in South Korea who’d seen it on a local South Korean news Web site.
The couple has since appeared on NBC’s “Today” show, as well as the Twin Cities’ local affiliate KARE.
And now that it’s been selected for publication in the November issue of National Geographic, the attention hasn’t subsided.
As of this writing Brandts has received Facebook messages from random fans in 29 different countries. The Facebook group “Nuts the Squirrel is a Legend” comes complete with 5,300 fans and counting.
The squirrel is also being used by Banff National Park in advertising on its Web site, and it has created a Banff squirrel Twitter account.
There’s even a Web site dubbed “The Squirrelizer,” which has apparently been created for people who feel their photos lack a certain “squirrel charm,” if you will. The site’s tool will paste the squirrel cutout onto any picture uploaded.
Other sites have pasted the squirrel onto various scenes from history, from the D-Day invasion at Normandy to the Apollo moon landing.
And it hasn’t stopped there.
“It keeps popping up everywhere, like at my husband’s job,” Brandts added. “If people are giving him a presentation, all of the sudden they’ll have a squirrel pop up.”
Authenticity assured
It was during their appearance on “Today” that host Matt Lauer raised questions about the possibility the photo could have been doctored. Brandts assured him, as she did once more for CNN, that the photo is “completely authentic” but said she understood the skepticism because people had originally thought the photo was taken simply with a timer — as opposed to the remote shutter she used in actuality — which, if it were the case, would have kept the couple in focus and blurred the squirrel.
“National Geographic looked at the full high-resolution [image, and] realized it was authentic,” Brandts said, adding, “You can’t make this stuff up.”
Presents and a place to call homepage!
Being the Queen of the Twenties has its perks.
A gift from Husbanks and Taric: As an adult, I think the best gift you can be given is lack of responsibility. Sounds lame? No. Think about it. On my birthday, I didn’t have to walk the dog, make breakfast, clean up after breakfast or even make lunch. My friends met me where I wanted to be met and I didn’t drive at all. I didn’t pay for dinner or drinks. I didn’t even have to be polite. Ah, a break from the little things.
Oh yeah, and Ryan gave me a fantastic Coach purse.
Now that I had an adult purse (all other purses I carried were less than $4.99) I thought it would give me something to talk to the fashionistas in my office about.
There was no talking.
Instead? They all looked silently at the purse very intently. Sniffing it. Stroking it. Inspecting it. Shaking as they felt it. It was silent and … intense. I now see how serious my purse is.
A gift from a wise friend: Johanna gave me a “Last Supper” lunchbox and purse hooks for my adult purse. Who has their priorities straight? Johanna.
A gift after my own heart: Andria gave me a stuff on my cat journal. It has stickers for you to stick on pictures of cats. When I am not sticking stuff on Martin … I can stick stuff on a cat picture. Hours of enjoyment.
A gift for my head: Bumble and Bumble Spray shampoo? I hate washing my hair. Thanks, Jen.
A gift from a chef: The basics: balsamic vinegar, olive oil, salt, and pepper. Only Saltimbocca will ensure you are ready for any salad or baguette that comes your way.
A gift from a millennial: Blake gifted me my domain! Now I am really on hil street with www.onhilstreet.com. I don’t have to remember where ‘wordpress’ goes anymore.
A gift from the heart: Combining Friends and coffee? Best present ever? Thanks, Nicole.

Thanks for making me truly feel like the Queen of the Twenties!
Funny signs in the office …
Posted by hilstreet in corporate America on September 8, 2009
I don’t see a bicycle. Do you?

Queen of the Twenties
September birthdays are funny. There are a lot of September birthdays. I have a theory – Christmas, Christmas eggnog, New Year’s celebrations, and New Year’s resolutions make babies. And the babies show up nine months later. In September.
That’s right, folks. I’m 29. I feel older – but not because I am 29. Because this past year has been a whirlwind of change, travel, experience. And being out of my comfort zone. I have seen more and experienced more and been more uncomfortable in the past year than I have my whole life previous. That’s what makes you grow up.
Some think 29 is old, and some think it is young. In case I felt old, Ryan told me I was the “Queen of the Twenties” to make me feel better.
What I have heard about being 29:
- You are still in your ”mid-to-late twenties!” -Emilie
- (concerned face) -Sarah H.
-You are too old to be my best friend. -Rachel
- Don’t complain, I’m staring down the barrel at 30. -Husbanks
Here is a picture of my first cat. When I grew up during the age of still photography, we dressed our cats in pioneer clothes.
I’z kidding! I’m not that old.
There is another reason age 29 hasn’t made me feel old. Husbanks made me breakfast this morning, and I was given a sign of prosperity and new life. A HOLY WAFFLE!

Here’s to my twenties!
I can haz athletisizm!
I am surrounded by athletes. My spiritual sister Tara and her husband (collegiate runner) dominated the difficult Big Sur Marathon this year with amazing times. Morgan and her husband (collegiate runner) are crazy-fast runners – Morgan placed in her age group in the 3M Half Marathon last year. My best friend’s husband is an AP sports writer. My own husband biked 90 miles last year with little-to-no training and is preparing for his next 24-hour mountain bike race with Justin, Ryun and Cameron (VIVA!). Cameron is training for the 24 hour mountain race with two young children in his schedule. Kelly completed a half-marathon while pregnant. Justin completed the 3M Half Marathon in great time with a hurting foot. Mike and Amanda accomplish athletic feats all the time.
Is this how your feet smell?
I’z just kidding.
Kevin completed an Ironman on Sunday (Congrats!). 14 hours and 1 minute of constant exercise.
I am not an athlete. I run 15 miles a week because my dog wants to. I bike the 1 1/2 mile commute because my bike is cute. I would panic if I swam 2.4 miles, biked for 7 hours, and then was told to start a marathon.
Thanks for still liking me, friends and husband.
Uber-wife Sarah taped Kevin’s finish.
Check out the video
Kevin – you are an Ironman.


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