She’s the kind I like to flaunt, and take to dinner

THE FOLLOWING POST HAS AN IMAGINARY SOUNDTRACK SO IF YOU ‘LISTEN’ CLOSELY, YOU’LL HEAR, “SHE’S A LADY”, BY TOM JONES

World’s Tallest Snowman Made In Maine
By David Sharp, Associated Press
BETHEL, Maine (AP) — The world’s tallest snowman is no man. (Thanks Joe Ringey, for the link)

The “snowwoman” towering over this village features eyelashes created from discarded skis and bright red lips made from painted car tires. She wears a giant red hat and a 100-foot-long scarf, and her blond tresses are made from rope. She gets a little bling from a snowflake pendant that’s 6 feet long.

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With the temperature in single digits, several hundred people including busloads of schoolchildren turned out for Friday’s dedication of the 122-foot-tall mountain of snow.

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Mark Bancroft, who donated the 150-foot crane used during the project, noted that it has been a tough winter with high fuel costs and nasty weather.

“What does Bethel, Maine, do when it gets tough? We build a snowman!” he said to the muffled applause of mittens and gloves clapping together.

“Olympia,” named for Maine’s senior senator, Olympia Snowe, stands nearly 10 feet taller than “Angus, King of the Mountain,” who was
dedicated by the town in 1999. That snowman, named for then-Gov. Angus King, was created by the same folks responsible for Olympia.

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It took more than a month, dozens of volunteers and tons of snow to create Olympia. Jim Sysko, a civil engineer, oversaw design and construction.

To get an idea of scale, Olympia is about 30 feet shorter than the Statue of Liberty (without the base). Her arms consist of 27-foot-tall evergreens.
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Her “carrot” nose, painted by schoolchildren, is 8 feet long. Her eyes are made from giant wreaths.

She was built with a series of concentric circles. The crane dumped the snow into frames, and volunteers climbed in for long hours shoveling and packing the snow.

“The best part of it is how everyone in town pitched in and made it happen,” said volunteer David Lynch. “It got hairy up at the top. I only made it to 80 feet.”

The final product is the talk of the town. People especially liked the lashes created from old skis donated from the Sunday River ski resort.

She’s got style, she’s got grace–she’s a winner

FULL ARTICLE…

LYRICS…

Title: Tom Jones – She’s A Lady lyrics

Well, she’s all you’d ever want
She’s the kind I like to flaunt and take to dinner
But she always knows her place
She’s got style, she’s got grace–she’s a winner
She’s a lady
Oh, whoa, whoa, she’s a lady
Talkin’ about that little lady
And the lady is mine

Well, she’s never in the way
Always something nice to say, and what a blessin’
I can leave her on her own
Knowin’ she’s OK alone and there’s no messin’
She’s a lady
Oh, whoa, whoa, she’s a lady
Talkin’ about that little lady
And the lady is mine

Well, she never asks very much
And I don’t refuse her
Always treat her with respect
I never would abuse her
What she’s got is hard to find
And I don’t want to lose her
Help me build a mountain
From a little pile of clay, hey hey hey

Well, she knows what I’m about
She can take what I dish out, and that’s not easy
But she knows me through and through
And she knows just what to do and how to please me
She’s a lady
Oh, whoa, whoa, she’s a lady
Talkin’ about that little lady
And the lady is mine
Yeah, yeah, yeah, she’s a lady
Oh, whoa, whoa, she’s a lady
Talkin’ about that little lady
And the lady is mine
(fade out)

One Response to “She’s the kind I like to flaunt, and take to dinner”

  1. Trying to reach David Sharp –> this is Paul Kim from Huntsville, AL. If this is you, please contact me at paul@pyklaw.com. Thanks.

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