What I found in downtown Duluth, The End.

I found an image of the store’s exterior.

I found an image of the store’s interior.

The spokesperson is answering reporters’ questions.

What I found in downtown Duluth, Part 1.

While on my morning walk, I found the Fond du Lac Band ceremonial groundbreaking on their ANANG Native Cannabis Company store.

Their shovels are moving the dirt for their cannabis dispensary.

I found a table giving out free bottled water.

70 years of Kirby Student Center.

I found the 70 years of Kirby Student Center celebration.

I found the 70 years of Kirby Student Center celebration.

I bought my food at the Twin Ports Roots Market.

This is the store where I bought my delicious and nutritious food.

These are the Twin Ports Roots Market sponsors.

This sidewalk art proves that you don’t need anything more than sidewalk chalk to create art.

Resurrection in Half Life: Opposing Force

In "Friendly Fire," if you toss a grenade at the electrocuted scientist, he pops up and glances around. You can't talk with that dead scientist at all, though.

Another one bites the dust

So I stumbled on this pile of feathers by the CVS in East Duluth. Guess the hawks around here are definitely not starving.

My North Pointe Resource Center (NPRC) will be closed all of October.

I have no clue why my NPRC will be shutting down next month.

That October surprise is gonna shrink my whole happy friends circle.

This is my Dark Chocolate Coffee Banana Bread

I wish that my readers could taste my tasty bread.

I found sidewalk art next to Harbor City International School, The End.

I’m unsure what this is supposed to be.

The smart fish says, “Stop littering in my home”.

I found sidewalk art next to Harbor City International School, Part 2.

“Clean up your trash” is the message here.

The artist isn't a fan of road salt.

I found sidewalk art next to Harbor City International School.

Is that a Gundam nod in a piece about pollution awareness?

I had no idea a single cig butt could mess up 1,000 liters of water.

These are some great tips on how to keep pollution in check.

I attended the Twin Ports Roots Market at Harrison Park.

I admire this sign for this event.

On the Harrison Park building, I found an entrance that been filled in.

I had a really delicious lunch at the First Presbyterian Church.

I loved eating my first plate of delicious food.

I loved eating my second plate of delicious food.

This is my appetizing dessert.

Green wall

I headed to my "Everyday Uses of AI" class at the LNPK Community Hub in West Duluth, Minnesota. The room had this whole wall filled with green plants.

Pigeon chillin

This nice pigeon was chillin on the Entrance Bridge to King Manor, just south of East Second Street.

What went down in the Army base cafeteria?

“The hardest task in life is transforming yourself.”

— Nelson Mandela

(This is the same base where fictional James had his body transformed.)

Nova told me:  “James, my friend and apprentice — you really lost your mind this time.”  Her face wasn’t mad, just let down.

Wearing our complete uniforms, we both sat in the officers’ cafeteria.  The way she ate her tuna melt was poetry in motion.  As always, my heart melted as I watched her eat.  My teacher does everything with eloquence.  She reminds me of a beautiful dragon backlit by a reddish-orange sunset.

I was enjoying the intense flavors of a 12-inch meat lovers' pizza.  It's tough trying to figure out how to eat and drink again with my new stretched-out mouth.  Also, I sat on my tail, over the objections of soft twitching.

She sighed.  “What possible advantage does becoming a foxy man give you in your civilian life?  Her blue eyes inspire respect, fear, and love.

“From now on, I’ll always be wearing a great fur coat when I attend future Anthrocon conventions.”

(She sighed)  “You are a foolish furry.”

“I did pay for a lifetime membership in Minnesota Furs, with a fursona name of James.”  Some furry fans use their actual names for their fursona names.

“You spent one thousand dollars on your club membership?”

“How do you know lifetime club membership costs one thousand dollars?”

“I also bought a membership, with a fursona name of Sorceress Squirrel.”

“I remember seeing your fursuit in their member shoot gallery. Honestly, it looks awesome — really impressive.”

 “After paying 90,000 Euros for it, it should.”

“Where do you keep it?”

“In my hammer-space, as I have about 26 tons of unused storage there.”

“As for me, I keep copies of all my vital equipment, from copies of my smartwatch to non-lethal weapons in my hammer-space.”

While we were chatting about our obsessions with fur, our tasty food disappeared into our mouths.  I then started eating a 12-inch spicy chicken pizza.  My taste buds and nose were on overdrive, making my pizza textures and spices hit way harder than anything I ever felt as a human.

My tail was now fighting back even harder against being cooped up under my buttocks and upper legs.  But somehow, I managed to keep it in check.

And then, this amazing thing happened to me.

“James, hold out your right hand to me.”  I did as my teacher asked.  She put her left hand under hand and her right hand on my larger fuzzy palm.

She took a deep breath, pulling herself together.  "I'm giving you the best gift I can — Archmage's Blessing." I felt a tiny sting, like a zap of static, while wincing a little.

She grinned, “I can only hand this out once every twelve days.  It boosts your spell casting, while making your already muscle-beach jacked body even tougher. Who says a spell caster can't have a sharp mind and still hit the gym? As a bonus, my blessing keeps your head cool, so you're always thinking straight.”

“How do you even know what my body looks like? You've always seen the new me with all my clothes on.”

“My Heterosexual Girl's Club got shots of you swimming in the officers' pool. We've got pictures of you wearing just your swimming trunks.  I love seeing you when your fur is all dry and puffy.  But, shots of your fresh out of the pool wet fur, clinging to your sculpted muscular body like silk fabric are my favorite shots.”

“Glad they're keeping the massage rooms private. So no way you or your pals could snap any pictures while I'm getting my daily massage.”

“I would not say that could never happen.”

“Just when I think my life can't get weirder, it manages to anyway.”

I found this sidewalk art at Twin Ports Roots Market.

A chicken in a cook's apron should totally be the official mascot of that wonderful market.

I ate this super tasty lunch at the First Presbyterian Church.

This church is east of North Third Avenue East from King Manor.

A few pals have said I talk about my meals way too much.  But honestly, food is just a fun and easy thing to write about.

Fish is my “brain food”

Once I down a can of this fish, my writing gets sharper and my dreams get way more vivid.

Schwarzy

I have never before seen this type of graffiti in Downtown Duluth.  I wonder why the word “Schwarzy” means.

This is the tasty food that I ate at the First Presbyterian Church.

This is the main course that I ate.

This is my delicious dessert.

A pile of feathers

So I found this pile of feathers on East Third Street, Duluth.  I have never seen anything like it.  Something turned a bird into abstract art.

Fox Fur Fever

My story is getting more detailed the more I write about it.

This is my strawberry ice cream float.

I loved digging into this strawberry float.

What did I stumble upon on the Second Street pedestrian walkway notice board?

There's an entertaining event going on at the North Pointe Resource Center/Rainbow Center - with free root beer floats!

What did I spot on the fifth-floor notice board?

Old posters are gone, and new ones are up.

So I came across another one of those "anything helps" homeless signs.

Every year in Duluth, these pros at panhandling crank out signs like crazy, when they really should just go get actual jobs.

This is my banana bread made with Starbucks Doubleshot Zero Sugar Dark Chocolate Coffee.

I wish that my readers could taste this delicious bread.

Intermission

I discovered some more cool stuff about the Arctic fox folks.

What did I find on the King Manor, fourth floor bulletin board?

I picked up a lot at that coffee and conversation event.

This is the tasty food that I ate at the First Presbyterian Church.

I learned much at this coffee and conversation event.

I found what was left of a pigeon that a hawk had eaten.

The meat on this wing was picked clean off.

I walked to the Lake Superior Harvest Fest 2026 at Bayfront Festival Park.

This sign helped me figure out where to go.

And this is a map of the Duluth & Superior bus routes, which was inside an electric bus that was on display.