Virginia, Minnesota, the 24/7 hub of entertainment

So I recently took a trip up to Virginia, Minnesota, and my memory was suddenly jarred and I realized what an interesting place Virginia Minnesota truly is. I traveled around like a lost puppy at first and located adventure sight number one. I called one of my buddies and he stated that him (CJ) and another friend (Kenny) where heading out to Coons pit to go pick up the bronco (Reliable vehicle number one) because it had stalled climbing over a tailings pill and needed a jump start (Mine tailings, lots of little red rocks!). So we I pull in the driveway, and there Kenny and CJ sit around this little tonka toy truck of a Toyota (reliable vehicle number two) that is leaning to one side in the rear, has a missing rear view mirror, is rusted to pieces, only seats two people, doesn't sound to healthy, and has two flat tires. "We are going to take that!", I exclaim. To which I get to strange looks and and "Yeah, why what is the problem?" I just shrugged and maintained my silence. CJ went on the state that he just purchased the rig, and all he needed to do was air up the tires a bit and tie up the one side that was leaning and we were set to go! So off we went down the highway with me squeezed on the console between two bigger guys bumping around. Finally, we went down a road paralleling the railroad tracks and finally to a four wheeler trail. Hmmmm... now wait one minute, 4-wheeler trail!!!!!!!!! Now I realize the truck is small but ummmm.... tight squeeze guys. Well they were bound a determine, so after the spotter (Kenny) got us through the tight spots (with me hanging on to the sun roof that is missing the top to it so it is open 24/7 over the rough bumps). Finally we reach a true Iron Range play ground. There were hills and big pills of rock every where with trails zipping this way and that. Finally, at the foot of a hill we locate a huge blue beast of a bronco with all the bells and whistles. Now it didn't look too fancy but with the lift and Super Swamper tires, you couldn't go wrong. So we jump started Big Blue and hopped in. Now Big Blue and Tonka Toy were once again running. So they spun in circles, climbed the same hill they stalled on earlier (I guess you don't learn the first time), and went cruising up these steep huge hills. Over all, it was true Iron Range fun, only there was no mud! :(
Well, in any case the fun ended and I headed over to the local hot spot, Holiday Gas Station. Now as I sat at Holiday, I realized why I had never been bored before in this town. People are just so different here! I do mean different! First a bunch of kids in unique dress with died black hair and wearing all black, or with wired tattoos and weird hair cuts, or with just plain different styles wandered around inside Holiday paying for there food and eating in the back of the store. Don't you leave the gas station before eating your food? Well, the store clerk kicked them outside. Once outside the Goth guy proceeded to climb one of the signs/street lamps until he was way off the ground. Next, he proceeded to meow like a cat. I thought about calling the fire department, as his meowing may have been a call for help, but I decided to just let him be and watch the procession. Eventually the lad got down and headed out. Next, I sat all night watching the strangest people wander in and out. Some whining about my boyfriend slept with....... and she ...... I knew I couldn't trust.... Yikes, soap opera central in person and talking loud enough for everyone to hear. Oh, there was also all the people walking in and out staring at me intently like I was some alien specimen. Was it my dress? Did something label me as an outsider? I don't know why I was so interesting, but after a while I almost felt like giving everyone something to stare at. I thought about making a scene for the fun of it, but I figured there was enough interesting people already that they didn't need any help for entertainment. There were guys driving by hanging out the window staring at the gas station..... I can't figure that one out, it wasn't that interesting of a place. There was a guy talking to himself and parking his bicycle in the middle of the path that led between the store and the gas pumps, and there were guys swaggering (I mean full fledged swaggering, they were the coolest thing around). There wasn't a dull moment to be had! I was just in gleeful stitches over all that a saw. Perhaps they thought I was the odd one in the end? Hmmmm.... there is always something to keep one entertained in Virginia Minnesota.