Zappa’s “Montana” becomes new state song

A companion bill to change the Oro y Plata insignia to an image of Zappa flossing his teeth was less successful.

A companion measure to change the Oro y Plata seal to an image of Zappa flossing his teeth was defeated in a close vote.


Cohan & Howard’s “Montana” no longer official State Song —

In response to the average Montanan’s total ignorance of their official state song, lawmakers passed a bill to make “Montana,” the Frank Zappa song of the same title, the new state song.

“Nobody ever heard the one that says ‘Tell me of the Treasure State’,” declared a high ranking legislator, who asked to be identified, but was refused.

“But the people here are proud of our pygmy ponies and dental floss crops, which we harvest with zircon encrusted tweezers. It’s time we had a state song that reflects our true heritage and values, even if it did only get to #32 on the Billboard charts.”

When consulted via Ouija board, Zappa himself remarked, “It’s always a miracle when any government activity results in something that isn’t inherently dangerous to the general populace.

“The children of the state of Montana should be given the opportunity to sing something that includes passages in 10/8 time, and to learn the value of apiculture (the art of beekeeping – Ed.), and of drinking coffee. I should add that Ouija boards are a total waste of time, and there’s no way you can know that this is even really me.

“Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to get back to composing things that would be impossible to play on Earth.”

Legislators expressed hope that their counterparts in Arizona will not follow suit.

–Juan Bozeman, Field Correspondent

Panel sets Montana guidelines for snow pics



After pinpointing Montana as the source of a glut of unnecessary snow photos that choked social media feeds and slowed download speeds, social media services approached state leaders in November to request that emergency measures be taken.

On Monday, a panel representing Montana’s small business, manufacturing, communications and agricultural communities convened to examine the problem and develop guidelines that may help to streamline snow photo postings.

“This didn’t used to be much of a problem,” a representative of the ranching community commented during a break from the intense and sometimes heated discussion, “Folks used to be too busy shoveling their way to the cow shed to take any pictures.”

By cross-referencing weather data and internet use reports, experts discovered that the majority of the posts were originating from newcomers to the state, which was no surprise.

“It’s understandable that new Montana residents want to prove their badass prowess to out of state friends by posting frequent photos of snow,” explained one panel participant, “and since they have no frame of reference for what is actually photo-worthy, they post every damn flake they see.”

The problem is compounded by positive reinforcement, he theorized: “It’s not unlike when a newly potty trained child wants to exhibit the proof of their new skill to passers by. Nobody really wants to see it, but we express polite approval because they are so excited about it.”

“However, that kind of reinforcement isn’t productive when it comes to snow posts,” he added. “If they get 15 likes on that picture of four snowflakes on their windshield, it’s just going to encourage them, and that’s the kind of cycle that we want to avoid.”

The panelists agreed that there are some conditions under which photos of snow may be interesting or relevant, such as in cases where there is really a lot of snow, or when a cute pet or unique snowman is pictured. Their goal was not to banish all snow photos, but to come up with an equitable way of limiting snow posts and discouraging mass hysteria on Facebook every time we get a spit of precipitation.

Taking into consideration the right of all members of society to express themselves, the panel wrote a 200-page report and a list of recommendations including the following list of preferred, tolerated and discouraged snow posts:

Preferred (48″ or more)

  • Photos of lumps where your car, house or patio furniture once were
  • Photos of the tunnel to your chicken house
  • Photos of your 90-year-old mother attempting to shovel out her car

Tolerated (18″ or more)

  • Photos of your adorable dog with snow on his nose
  • Photos of your child in the midst of a non-life-threatening sledding accident
  • Photos of anatomically correct or otherwise amusing snowmen
  • Photos of your dead garden (May-Aug. only)
  • Schadenfreude-inspired photos of snow on your neighbor’s bike, hammock or open convertible (May-Aug.)


  • Any post with less than 18″ of snow and/or a caption including “Snow!” “Montana!” or “:)”
  • Unattractive pets or children, regardless of snow depth

A dispensation in the guidelines was made for ski bums, who are widely known to have little control over their social media actions and other bodily functions.

A special ban was placed on efforts by news providers to stir up social engagement with lame posts like “Let’s see the snow in your area.”

Bozeman woman makes dinner


In spite of declaring feelings of accomplishment over a successful semi-annual effort, a Bozeman woman admitted to feeling slightly guilty Wednesday when her spouse collapsed into tears of gratitude over the fact that she had made dinner.

“It’s just soup,” she replied in response to his apparently non-ironic query: “Are you real, or are you an angel?”

“I do make peanut butter toast occasionally, but I try not to raise his expectations by cooking too often,” she mused, while nonchalantly prying his reverent grip from the sleeve of her sweatshirt.

“Obviously, making dinner twice in the same week was a bit too much, too fast,” she concluded, using a dinner napkin to shield herself from his disconcertingly worshipful gaze.

She followed this statement with the request that friends and family respect their privacy until things were back to normal.

“I think he just needs some time to pull himself together,” she explained.

“He’s gonna be okay.”

Sports haters up their game during Cat-Griz weekend


The historic rivalry between the Montana State Bobcats and the U of M Grizzlies isn’t just about rooting for your home team. For sports-haters across the state, it also means heightened creative challenge.

“All this excitement over a stupid game inspires me to new levels of malicious fantasy,” a retired Bozeman English teacher confessed.

“Usually I just wish for the home team to lose, but during Cat-Griz weekend I tend to hope for misfortunes that would spoil the fun for both sides, such as a stadium-wide attack of food poisoning, or maybe a head lice infestation.”

When asked about their Cat-Griz plans, an elderly Belgrade couple told reporters that they, too, would be upping their sports-hating game.

“Just wishing for subzero temperatures isn’t very satisfying,” the husband explained, “when those meat-heads in the stadium just get wasted and post grinning Facebook selfies with captions like, ‘Gotta love Montana football!’ or ‘We must be F-ing CRAZY! :)'”

“So we try to concentrate our energy on hoping for something undeniably fun-sucking,” his wife added.

Looking up from her crochet work, she smiled beatifically: “This year, I’m wishing for a volcano.”

Gay marriage disappointing, notes asshole

MTgaymarriageWhile Montana families across the state were celebrating the newly reinstated right of same-sex couples to marry, one man took the opportunity to rain on the human rights parade by expressing his resentment.

From a homemade pulpit not far from the Treasure State, the individual raised his tiny pink fist in righteous indignation.

“I weespect that God’s weewy big pwan made abbewations from humanity,” he explained, “But we need pwenty of waws against them being happy.”

At the time of publication the higher being was unavailable for comment.


Man mistaken for non-Montanan

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A native of Harlowton was mistakenly identified as a non-local Monday night because he wasn’t wearing a 406 T-shirt.

Patrons of the Livingston bar where the incident occurred were further confused when the man’s female companion, who entered the establishment wearing a plain white top and Cruel brand jeans, was without a “Montana-Shape Love” shirt or even a Montana-shaped necklace with a gemstone heart on the location of her city.

“Where are they from?” questioned a three-year resident of Bozeman whose state affiliation was clearly emblazoned on his cap.

“It was pretty hard to tell if these people really ‘got’ the Montana lifestyle by the way they dressed,” remarked the bar owner.

“If it hadn’t been for his elk license and her high school barrel racing champion belt buckle, we’d have had to assume they were from Minnesota or something.”

It was discovered on further investigation that the couple also failed to display a “Get Lost” sticker on the back window of their truck.


Masked liberal declares election results shitty

This liberal spoke under condition of anonymity

This earthtone-clad liberal (referring to herself as a conservative Democrat) spoke under condition of anonymity

Speaking under condition of anonymity, a Montana Democrat addressed an audience of her boyfriend and a cat this morning, declaring the results of the midterm election to be “shitty.”

The 50-year-old 4th generation Montanan insisted on a second cup of espresso while expounding on her opinion that it sucks to know 57.91% of voters in her home state would rather see a pig-faced, richy-rich, Mother Nature raping corporate lapdog represent them in the U.S. Senate than to elect an intelligent Montana woman who is passionate about science, education and smart, sustainable decision-making.

“Don’t even get me started about that guy’s wacko creationist backers” said the liberal, who was clearly not wearing a brassiere under her disguise.

“It’s going to take a hell of a lot of leftover Halloween candy to put me in a good mood again,” the speaker continued, exposing her liberal arts education by using the correct spelling of the contraction “it is.”

From her nest in a mound of cast-off Twizzlers wrappers, the Democrat conceded that the defeat of LR 126, (the Republican-backed referendum that would have prevented stoners and slacker college students from registering and voting on election day) was something of a victory, but overall, she felt pretty crappy.

“And these Chewy Lemonheads are nothing but F***ing JELLY BEANS!”