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Hometown(state) Pride

They say that everything is bigger in Texas. This may be true, but if you want to get really big, you have to go to Alaska, where I grew up. (But don't tell anyone in Texas that. They're still sore about not being the biggest state anymore. I'm not kidding.)

In Alaska, things get REALLY BIG. On account of the almost perpetual light in the summer, the produce at the state fair looks like it's been hit with Wayne Szalinski's expanding machine. We have the largest bears, the biggest fish, a little mountain that is 4 miles high (and a taller ascent than Everest) and now we have a 151-foot tall ice sculpture.



Why? Because it's Alaska. We have to do strange things to keep ourselves entertained during our 29-month winters.

Check out the link for the progress photos. It's pretty amazing. Someone has to climb up to the top of this thing every few days to dig out the nozzles and add 10 feet of pipe to keep the thing growing upward. And remember, it's probably got 2 more months to grow, given the long winter in Fairbanks. The last one, which wasn't this big, apparently didn't melt until mid-June. Take that, Texas.

Shout out to NPR for running the story on this last night. Made my drive home.

Comments

Teaspoon said…
Dude, what is wrong with the people from that Largest State in the Union? (I am including myself in this question, no comments from the peanut gallery please)

No in all seriousness though that is pretty damn impressive bro. Thanks
Myster said…
That's pretty neat, I guess. But can you boil it with potatoes and corned beef and eat it for St. Patrick's Day?

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