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Today I'm pushed to write a short blog entry, mainly because we have guests for Linner (Late lunch Early dinner). Also, yours truly needs to pack for my sojourn to Milwaukee for my book club and other meetings. So, I'll make it short. Brexit : It may have been a terrible choice for the Brit's but it might accomplish something that hundreds of years of warfare could not, the freedom and reunification of the Irish people. And that's a good thing. (Almost by accident I watched the Irish defeat the Italians in the European  Soccer Championship. It heightened my pride in the homeland. Sorry to say, they lost the first elimination match to Wales.) As it concerns America only time will tell, except in the minds of some of us, who will naturally blame anything bad that results on Obama and anything good on The Free Market of Ideas. Raod Trip Maria and I travelled to Spring Green on Saturday to visit with our artist friend, Len Nagler and his wife, Helen. They wer...

Outside, under a warm sun and standing on amazing well groomed sod.

Back to my roots: Mother Nature outdid herself when she invented the golf course. However for a claim closer reality, if you haven't seen Robin Williams great rift on how the golf course was originally fashioned by a drunken Scotsmen check it out on You Tube . I've had golf clubs in my hands since I've been six years old. Frankly, I don't use them much better than I did when I first played in the yard with my dad's sheathed-in-steel set. In this group of mismatched clubs, he had a niblick, a brassy, a wooden-shafted putter, an assortment of irons and a driver. His "Woods" were fashioned out of wood. The celebrity who endorsed his incomplete set of irons was Gene Sarazen. My early hero was Ben Hogan, replaced later by the swashbuckling Armold Palmer. Needless to say, a lot had changed in the world of golf. More courses. In Wisconsin, along with the collapse of the family farm came the flood of golf course architects. The evolution of the golf cours...

Okay now you know what it was like in Louisiana.

06/11/2016 Yes, it's true, from the shores of Lake Michigan to the shallows of Lake Maria the air temperature is hovering around 90 degrees and, more importantly, the dew point is in the upper sixties. This climate is similar to a day in Mandeville Louisiana. Hot, sweaty, clammy, pick your  adjective. The difference? Tomorrow, in Wisconsin, it will be in the seventies. The dew point will be in the fifties, at worst. In Louisiana, it will be like today, every day until September. I do miss Gordon. Ah the theater, Goodness knows I love the theater. Maria and I went to an Attic Theater performance at the University of Wisconsin, Fox Valley. Attic Theater has been an active group regional players since the 1950's. We used to go to their performances when we lived here before moving to Milwaukee. Their schedule is medium to light. Last night's offering was a comedy "Vanya and Sonya and Masha and Spike." Three siblings are facing the last part of their ...

A Moment of Clarity.

Last week's post was titled, "Yes, it's legal to grow grass in Wisconsin, but no one smokes it." With my withering skills at satire and irony, I thought everyone would be able to distinguish between grass that is cultivated for ornamentation and recreation. Alas, not the case. So let me be clear, this time of the year even a poor weedy and ugly lawn in this area of Wisconsin is going to need cutting at least once a week. Later in the early weeks of July until September maybe I'll crank up the Toro every other week. As to the consumption of Cannabis, I'm sure the locally conservative population would admit to some of the "weed" being consumed, albeit illegally, for medical purposes. I hope this clears things up. It is raining today on the shores of Lakie Maria. It was hailing earlier on the downtown streets of Menasha. Today, the wind was occasionally gusty enough to blow the napkins off the outdoor dining tables. Last night, some locals lost power...

Yes, It's Legal to Grow Grass In Wisconsin, But No One Smokes It.

Why do weeds grow faster than grass?  Report from the War on Dandelions A hardy hello from Camp Jeff, here on the shores of Lake Maria. It's spring and what was hiding underneath a couple of year of fallen leaves, has blossomed. And it is, (Hold for a drum roll) Dandelions. Not surprised? Don't feel too smug. Anyone from the midwest would have guessed that correctly. Two thoughts here. Number one. No one is responsible for an outbreak of dandelions. Not even the Trump supporter who didn't cut his lawn until it was so long you couldn't read his little fanboy sign supporting "The Donald." Rather than cutting the blossoms while they weren't ready to promulgate, safely enclosing them in a bag for the trashman to pick up where he would deposit the seed in a landfill, he waited. He waited until the somewhat attractive dandelion blossoms turn white. These facets from these complicated dead blossoms become parachutes, which convey the dandelion seed as far as ...

Fortunate One

All is good in the land of The Cheeseheads. Well, let me just say in any state with state government like we have, good is a thinly defined thing. Let's just say for Maria and me one of those God Light openings in the clouds opened up and shone down on us. Maria is taking the position of Executive Director The Paper Discovery Center in Appleton. Here is the humor in all of this. After over five months of searching, sending resumes, going to interviews and getting nowhere, this week she has multiple offers on the table. She accepted the best offer. Her reasons for having accepted this offer is that she has an  opportunity to work with the staff and board to get something done, the pay and benefits are where they should be, and the hours are reasonable. As the Trophy Husband, I'm looking at the wardrobe and all the other responsibilities of the arm candy part of the effort. It is worth noting that I have become involved in the jobs Maria has taken ...

Good News from Camp Jeff

While the sun is shining reluctantly on the shoreline of Lake Maria, the news from Camp Jeff is good. I can't reveal the details, but her highness is about to accept an offer of employment. The job is an excellent fit. The six-month search may be over as soon as this coming Monday. Watch this space. I can see DeForest . This Friday the primary wage earner and I hustled over to visit the mid-state branch of the family. Friday s our daughter-in-law's work from home day. Both Brogan and his brother Tate are home from day-care. Ryan gets off from work in the early afternoon. We held this family outing at their home in DeForest, Wisconsin. (Just North & East of Madison) MiMi and I always are amused and amazed at these two brothers. Brogan, the too old for his age eldest brother, who is serious about order and process. Tate, who is more like a basket of ping pong balls, emptied off the fifteenth floor of a building stairwell. Both of them are way beyond the age where they...