While driving back from San Diego this summer, we saw a sign that made no sense in Deming, New Mexico. It said: Welcome to Deming, home of pure water and fast ducks. I can see why a place in the desert would want to claim pure water. But what's the deal with the ducks?
Well, as fate would have it, someone in my department has lived in Deming and related the story.
Deming, New Mexico is the home of the Great American Duck Race; an event that just celebrated its 27th year. Each year, multiples of people go down to Deming with their wannabe speedy ducks and let them tear it loose on the track.
Now I know what you are thinking; who cares about a bunch of fast ducks? Well, that's what I was thinking anyway, but just like most small towns americana, this is a party. Sure there are the duck races and I am sure a multitude of duck related things for the duck enthusiast, but when you boil off the fat, it is a festival like any other. From what I hear, it is actually a lot of fun. I just wonder what they do with the losing ducks when it is done (le'orange?)? Maybe next year, I'll mark it on the calendar and head down their. If anyone wants to join me, I'll flip the bill (sorry...bad duck pun intended).
I think it is utterly amazing that I live in a state that you can go see the ducks run and then make your way a couple of hours and see the rocket races. You got to love this state!
Before I let you waddle on the subject, I have to throw out my favorite duck joke!
A Priest, Rabbi and a duck go into a bar. The bartender says: What is this...a joke!?!?!
I'll be here all week.
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Gimma a 'C', a bouncy 'C' . . .
A duck walks into a drugstore and says to the pharmacist, "A tube of Chapstick please, and put it on my bill".
Ducks, dogs, rabbits, horses, cars, boats, babies, women or men - it makes no difference. Party on!
There was a bar man who owned a duck who danced on a tin box. He sold it to another bar man who phoned him later asking how to make him stop. He replied "Open the tin and blow out the candles!"
Three women die together in an accident and go to heaven. When they get there, St. Peter says, "We only have one rule here in heaven. Don't step on the ducks!" So they enter heaven, and sure enough, there are ducks all over the place. It's almost impossible not to step on a duck, and although they try their best to avoid them, the first woman accidentally steps on one. Along comes St. Peter with the ugliest man she ever saw. St. Peter chains them together and says, "Your punishment for stepping on a duck is to spend eternity chained to this ugly man." The next day, the second woman steps accidentally on a duck, and along comes St. Peter with another extremely ugly man. He chains them together with the same admonishment as he gave the first woman. The third woman has observed all this and, not wanting to be chained for all eternity to an ugly man, is very careful where she steps. She manages to go months without stepping on any ducks, but one day St. Peter comes up to her with the most handsome man she has ever laid eyes on. St. Peter chains them together without saying a word. The woman says "I wonder what I did to deserve being chained to you for all of eternity?" The guy says, "I don't know about you, but I stepped on a duck!"
I just have one word for the lot of you: Boo!
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