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The spring has sprung.

 The grass has ris'. I wonder what the temperature is?

With one movie, two doctor's appointments, visits to the MAM, an art gallery, and two new (to me) restaurants, it's been a busy week.

Taking in the creepy but fascinating thriller Inside, starring Willem Defoe. The imprisonment of an art thief in the highly secure confines of a wealthy art collector's home leads us on a journey to discover what art is and how it can be defined.

Talking about discovery, and we will, I had my teeth cleaned and an evaluation of the process concerning the discovery of the masses on my pancreas and bladder. The mass on my pancreas is tiny and will be further examined by a scope inserted through my throat and into my intestines. I anticipate we might have to biopsy this growth. If it isn't cancerous, it might be a matter of further observation rather than removal. If it doesn't grow, it might not be a problem.

Other good news is I've been assured that regardless of how the two points of interest are diagnosed, there is no other sign of cancer in my body.

The interview with a Native American performance artist at the MAM was interesting to a point. To me, performance art is much like abstract art. You have to be on the inside to truly understand the intent. If you are not, it's a baffling amount of nonsensical movement with seemingly unrelated props. I know. It's my problem, not theirs.

My inspiration, artist Carol Rhode Curly, had an exhibition at Impressions Gallery in West Allis. Carol works with pastels and occasionally mixed media to create fascinating images. While I've seen most of the pieces, she exhibited on the Internet, Seeing them up close and personal was a pleasure.

Good City Brewing got my most critical test of a Brew Pub. I ordered an in-house brewed NA beer and a BLT Sandwich. The beer was more like an Ale. It lacked a little in bubbles, (Always pour the beer into a room-temperature glass to get a head on it.) I liked the sandwich. I give the beer three stars out of five.

Jalapeno Loco is a Mexican Restaurant near Mitchell Field. The menu has more authentic Mexican fare on one side and American versions of Mexican food on the other. I opted for Tacos and a Corona NA. Surprisingly the NA beer wasn't very good. However, the Taco's more than made up for it.

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