HALLOWEEN CAKES

COULD YOU EAT THESE HALLOWEEN "CAKES"????????????

Friday Night Humor..........

I got this new deodorant today.

The instructions said remove cap and push up bottom.

I can barely walk, but whenever I fart the room smells awesome.

Four for Fridays

Hi Everybody! Welcome back! This weeks questions are about food.

1) What's your favorite food?

2) What's your least favorite food?

3) What toppings do you like on your pizza?

4) What's your favorite candy?

Have a good weekend folks!

It's that time again Vote Now!

Who deserves this most - Vote now!
	John Dickert
	Early Christmas Stores
	Main Moon II
	Lazy People
	Magazine Companies
	Caledonia Town Board
	Brett Favre
pollcode.com free polls

View nominations HERE

For the Chili Lovers in all of us

I went to the Home Depot recently while not being altogether sure that course of action was a wise one. You see, the previous evening I had prepared and consumed a massive quantity of my patented ‘you’re definitely going to S**t yourself' road kill chili. Tasty stuff, albeit hot to the point of being painful, which comes with a written guarantee from me that if you eat it, the next day both of your butt cheeks WILL fall off.

Here's the thing. I had awakened that morning, and even after two cups of coffee (and all of you know what I mean) nothing happened. No ‘Watson’s Movement 2'. Despite habanera peppers swimming their way through my intestinal tract, I was unable to create the usual morning symphony referred to by my dear wife as 'thunder and lightning'.

Knowing that a time of reckoning HAD to come, yet not sure of just when, I bravely set off for the Depot, my quest being paint and supplies to refinish the den.

Upon entering the store at first, all seemed normal. I selected a cart and began pushing it about dropping items in for purchase. It wasn’t until I was at the opposite end of the store from the restrooms that the pain hit me.

Oh, don't look at me like you don't know what I'm talking about. I'm referring to that 'Uh, Oh, S**t, gotta go' pain that always seems to hit us at the wrong time. The thing is this pain was different.

The habaneras in the chili from the night before were staging a revolt. In a mad rush for freedom they bullied their way through the small intestines, forcing their way into the large intestines, and before I could take one step in the direction of the restrooms which would bring sweet relief, it happened. The peppers fired a warning shot.

There I stood, alone in the paint and stain section, suddenly enveloped in a noxious cloud the likes of which has never before been recorded. I was afraid to move for fear that more of this vile odor might escape me.

Slowly, oh so slowly, the pressure seemed to leave the lower part of my body, and I began to move up the aisle and out of it, just as an red apron clerk turned the corner and asked if I needed any help.

I don't know what made me do it, but I stopped to see what his reaction would be to the malodorous effluvium that refused to dissipate. Have you ever been torn in two different directions emotionally? Here's what I mean, and I'm sure some of you at least will be able to relate.

I could've warned that poor clerk, but didn't. I simply watched as he walked into an invisible, and apparently indestructible, wall of odor so terrible that all he could do before gathering his senses and running, was to stand there blinking and waving his arms about his head as though trying to ward off angry bees. This, of course, made me feel terrible, but then made me laugh. .........BIG mistake!!!!!

Here's the thing. When you laugh, it's hard to keep things ‘clamped down, if you know what I mean. With each new guffaw, an explosive issue burst forth from my nether region. Some were so loud and echoing that I was later told a few folks in other aisles had ducked, fearing that someone was robbing the store and firing off a shotgun.

Suddenly things were no longer funny. 'It' was coming, and I raced off through the store towards the restrooms, laying down a cloud the whole way, praying that I'd make it before the grand mal assplosion took place.

Luck was on my side. Just in the nick of time I got to the john, began the inevitable 'Oh my God', floating above the toilet seat because my ass is burning SO BAD, purging. One poor fellow walked in while I was in the middle of what is the true meaning of 'Shock and Awe'. He made a gagging sound, and disgustedly said, ‘Son-of-a-bitch, did it smell that bad when you ate it?', then quickly left.

Once finished and I left the restroom, reacquired my partially filled cart intending to carry on with my shopping when a store employee approached me and said, 'Sir, you might want to step outside for a few minutes. It appears some prankster set off a stink bomb in the store. The manager is going to run the vent fans on high for a minute or two which ought to take care of the problem.'

My smirking of course set me off again, causing residual gases to escape me. The employee took one sniff, jumped back pulling his shirt up to cover his nose and, pointing at me in an accusing manner shouted, 'IT'S YOU!', then ran off returning moments later with the manager. I was unceremoniously escorted from the premises, and asked none too kindly not to return.

Home again without my supplies, I realized that there was nothing to eat but leftover chili, so I consumed two more bowls. The next day I went to shop at Lowe's. I can't say anymore about that because we are in court over the whole matter.

Bastards claim they are going to have to repaint the store

Too Much Time on Their Hands...

To come up with this costume.



You can read about it in the St. Petersburg Times as well.

Friends & Lovers

Word on the street is that some of the women in relationships with the men recently arrested in raids in Racine and elsewhere have notable positions in our community.

The rumors say that some baby mamas are not only sticking up for their men, but they get paid with our tax dollars in jobs that serve the public. Of course, these women had absolutely NO idea of what their men were doing. None, uh-uh, nope, they never once thought to ask where all the cars and bling and money were coming from.

It's that time again - Bird of the week nominations

Hello all my fellow sufferers of Irregularity! It's time to nominate the person place or thing that you think deserves to be flipped the bird this week. Who smashed your pumpkin. Who tainted your candy. Who pooped bagged your doorstep this week. Who ticked you off so bad you want to flip them the bird? Name and reason please.

Dear Madame Zoltar

Hello, my hearty harvesters! How are you? Daylight Saving Time ends this weekend, so the mornings will be a little brighter, for awhile, but soon our evenings will darken quickly. No wonder that people think about ghosts and goblins at this time of year. When the wind starts rattling around all of those leaves in the dark, I get a little jumpy, too. Usually, a snort or two of my tonic calms me down nicely.

There were no missives, manuscripts, or messages submitted this week:

Well, I don’t want to toot my own horn, but it looks like the good spell that I cast on our beloved Racine last week may have already started to pay off. A lot of the riffraff in our city was cleaned up in the recent raids, our mayor is actually working towards jobs for our residents, and the proposed city and school tax hikes “aren’t as bad as they could have been.” I guess that’s one way of looking at it. We have a wonderful town on a beautiful lake. Let’s keep making it shine.

I have to admit to you, my friends, that I almost forgot about this week’s blog; or rather, for some reason, I thought today was yesterday. I didn’t realize a blog was due until the last minute. Getting older can be a lot of fun as long as you forget the bad parts. So, I’m going to keep with last week’s theme and the seasonal motif of Halloween, one of my favorite holidays. First is “The Life and Death of a Pumpkin,” Winner: Best Short Film and Best Concept, 2006 Chicago Horror Film Festival, October (Chicago, IL):



The following is a video montage of one family’s Halloween pumpkins for four consecutive years:



And finally, something to serve as a sobering reminder of the seriousness of the holiday - a squirrel drunk on fermented pumpkin:



The people who posted the above video noted: “This squirrel in a Minneapolis neighborhood was drunk from eating fermented pumpkins. THIS SQUIRREL WAS FINE THE NEXT DAY. Fermentation is how alcohol is made and animals get drunk in nature all the time.”

All the time? Oh my. You can tell that Madame Z is scraping the bottom of the beer barrel when she hauls out the drunken animal videos. As I said, this has been put together hurriedly, but I still appreciate each and every person who takes the time to read my blog, especially my regular Irregulars.

Please don’t forget to send your grocery lists and random doodles to: madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com.

Bundle up against the weather, dears, and wash your hands like an obsessive compulsive neat freak to ward off the flu. Boraxo®!

Obama Children Receive H1N1 Vaccine

Just posted today on the White House Blog.

Haven't seen any journalists complain about this yet, but it didn't take long to start finding negative comments about how they got the vaccine when it is still in short supply. Check out the CNN.com comments if you want to see some.

Free Health Insurance Guidebook Available For Download Until The End Of The Month!

My Health Insurance Guidebook for Wisconsin, provides consumers with help in navigating health insurance, managing medical debt and identifying health coverage options. The Guidebook also contains many resources and contacts for referral organizations that help people in need of medical coverage. The Guidebook will help families and professionals deal with the legal and health issues related to private health insurance.

See the article at Racine News.Org

Guide Book

DAVID RETURNING TO ITALY

After a two year loan to the United States ,
Michelangelo's David is being returned to Italy .



His Proud Sponsors (?) were:

More Pictures for the Leaf Lookers

These were taken this past Saturday. Location is Alma, Wisconsin on the Mississippi River.

Obama children not given H1N1 shot despite CDC guidelines

Article here.

WTF. CDC Guidelines are as follows:

"As the health care workforce finalizes its immunizations, health care providers are moving on to immunizing additional target groups including pregnant women, household contacts and caregivers for children less than 6 months of age, all people from 6 months through 24 years of age, and persons age 25-64 with conditions associated with higher risk of complications from influenza."

They want all of America to get this but not the first family?

Yes, I have my tin foil hat on right now, but this is further reasoning why I wont get it.

Men of the JTI Seek Women for Fun and Romance

I wonder if the Viking approach worked for Fred?

Waiter, There's a Screw in my Soup

I think they're having a knife fight at the end.

Maple Tree at the peak

This was taken in my back yard 10 days ago at the peak of it's fullness and yellow color.

Don't Tase Me THERE, Bro!

Today the St. Petersburg Times reports that Taser has issued new guidelines to police departments to avoid chest shots. This warning comes to help police prevent unnecessary deaths when using tasers.

The picture that appeared in the paper (which, unfortunately, is not in the online version of the story) is enough to make any man wince. They are supposed to aim LOWER if you know what I mean. Getting tased in the family jewels almost makes me think risking a little death is not such a disaster.

You can read Tasers Training Bulletin 15.0 for more information.

Dennys's At 4 A.M.

I have not had much time to blog with all my trips, but found a video by Wally Pleasant, a Michigan State fixture. I think we have all been there at one point.

Enjoy!

Four for Fridays

Sorry a little late in the day for this, but I'm going try it anyways. Each Friday, I'm going to ask four questions about you. Something lighthearted and nothing too revealing. That way each of us can get to now each other a little better. Sound Ok to you guys?

My first set of questions are about geography...

1) What's the furthest north you been to?

2)The furthest south?

3)The furthest west?

4)The furthest east?

Daffy Duck Parachute Jump

Another great time waster...but fun

Daffy Parachute Jump

WE have a WE-inner

The masses have spoken. Seems like they dont like a rate increase in bad times, and fees hidden to fund DA's salaries, and pay off lawsuits caused by ignoring safety practices. For conduct unbecoming a corporate citizen, sneekyness and general disregard for what is right and good we award: We Energies the "Here is what We and Willie think of you" award.

Losing by one vote for the second straight week was no one's mayor but Downtown's: Johnny Dickert! You get the special runner up bird flip:

One little pig......

The big bad Wolf said, "I'll huff and I'll puff and blow your house down." The little piggy said, "Back off or I'll sneeze on you..."

As Jeff Probest says: It's Now Time To Vote POLLS CLOSE @ 3:00!!

Who Deserves To Be Flipped The Bird This Week?
	The Swine Flu
	Diamond Jim Doyle
	We Energies
	Johnny Dickert
	Oil Companies
	Randy Moss
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View nominations HERE

That seals it. Im not getting it.

Fox Six news last night reported that the nasal spray version of the swine flu shot can only be given to healthy people because it contains LIVE H1N1. Add that to the shot version which has traces of Mecury in it. I understand the building of immunity, but this just seems out of wack. Am I wrong?

Balloon Show in Germany

There are 50 different ones. To see all 50 click here

Waking Up is Hard to Do

These singers are all Anesthesiologists in Minnesota and they can really sing. They are also funny. Here they sing "Waking up is hard to do"

Bird of the week nomination - last chance to nominate!

It's that time again, my fellow irregulars. Who's burr got under your saddle. Who chaffed you in the wrong way. Who tripped your trigger or ground your gord? Time to vent and ease your pain. Name and reason please. nominations close @ 3:00 sharp!

Morning wake up music

My subconscious really threw me into the "Way Back Machine."

Voice Your Choice

Swine Flu vaccine:

Getting it?
Got it?
Not getting it?

Whatcha thinking?

Your Money Is Gone

Now give us more.

Jim Stingl - "Wonderment takes flight with starlings"

"The best show in town isn't at the Marcus Center for the Performing Arts.

"It's above it.

"A huge flock of what I've learned are starlings swoops high over the Milwaukee River and downtown buildings at dusk.

"The cloud of birds is roundish but constantly changing shapes. Sometimes it stretches thin and then quickly compacts again. From a distance, it looks like the swarm of bees that would chase people in the cartoons."

http://www.jsonline.com/news/milwaukee/65103702.html

Dear Madame Zoltar

Hello, my mirthful meadowlarks! How are you? Have you seen the sun lately? Where did it go? O mighty Sol, have we offended you? How may we appease you that you will once again grace our skies? But you better forget about the sacrificing virgins bit, brother. Not in this town. If that’s the case, it looks like stormy weather.

No messages, letter bombs, or veiled threats this week:

I want to say that I have taken a moment from my busy schedule to place a positive spell on the city of Racine and its inhabitants, pro bono. This dreadful weather and economic turmoil has taken its toll on everyone in our city. Well, almost everyone. I hope that Mayor Dickert proves to be the person who leads Racine to prosperity and peace. And if he doesn’t, we’ll throw the bum out and put another bum in his place. Because this is Racine, the home of the Mitchell and the land of the Osterizer. Even my considerable powers are not up to turning around the direction of our city by themselves. We will all have to do our part. And the part of those whose wages we pay to tell us what to do. Rest assured, though, that we will do it. And when we do, the politicians will take credit for it. It is the way of the world. I’m not giving up on Racine, dearies, and no one else should, either. Together we can make our community a safer and saner place to live, no matter what City Hall does.

Onward to observations on the season. Here is “Halloween Pumpkin Scare,” featuring those strange humanoid faces that creep out Mr. OrbsCorbs:



I meant no disrespect to Mr. Jackson by posting that video. I never speak ill of the dead. Never. They make up almost half of my clientele. As many as you want to contact them, you wouldn’t believe how many of them want to contact you, and not necessarily to just reach out and touch. I don’t play favorites when it comes to business (except for my beloved Irregulars) and a lady has to do what she has to do to get by in these difficult times. If you feel like someone you know (or don’t know) from the past has been trying to contact you, they may be using my new Spiritual Signal Booster, pat. pend., only $24.95, including power adapter for both realms.

Here’s a much gorier one for you, Mr. OrbsCorbs, “Halloween Pumpkin Massacre:”



Isn’t it funny how we feel for a pumpkin when it has a human face? But not so much for corn, as in “Terrified Corn Cobs:”



Well, I must be popping off. (I am so sorry. I just couldn’t resist that.) I love each and every one of my Irregulars. Thank you for reading my blog. Don’t forget to send your obscene screeds and spare change to: madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com.

Keep your chins up and your umbrellas handy. Together we can ride out any storm. Lavoris!

Jack Kerouac - March 12, 1922 – October 21, 1969

Jack Kerouac & Steve Allen - October in the Railroad Earth



Dear, dear Jack,

Thank you so very much.

I love you.

OrbsCorbs

Sunset at San Clemete

These pictures were taken by me during a recent visit to San Clemete, California. Notice that Cantalina Island is in the background. Enjoy!

Cool Guys Don't Look At Explosions

I never thought about it until this video brought it up, but it's true.

Where is Abby?

Haven't seen or heard a peep in ages. We went out to eat once (Naturally there was a snow storm) and I looked up her particulars beforehand. She had this for an answer to the hair question. "The carpet matches the drapes." All I could think was, "Oh god don't let her be bald or I'll never be able to eat or hold a conversation." :-)

Hey Orbs!

Only one answer to your dilemma.

Typing Test

Lately, we have been testing our mini golf skills, our vocabulary skills, our homonym skills. I found another test for you to try. You can take a one minute wpm skill test.

http://www.typingtest.com/

All this blogging must have improved my words per minute. Not a bad skill to have in the event of a job loss.

When this website first began, they offered you plenty for free. I used it to hone my skills. Not sure how much you get if you download it now. It is a very good program, especially for beginners.

Whither the Ten Year Plan?

What happened? Mayor Dickert ran on a platform that included a "10 year plan" for the city of Racine. After the election, he dodged questions about the plan, then finally said that the plan would appear in his first budget. He told Dustin Block of the Racine Post that he knew exactly what every neighborhood in Racine would look like in 10 years, then taunted Dustin with, "Do you?"

Well, the budget was presented yesterday and there's no mention of a 10 year plan. I do not understand. By saying that the ten year plan would be "in" the budget, does Mayor Dickert mean that taxes will be raised for the next ten years?

Am I the only person who is insulted when lied to? Why do we elect liars? Why do we let them get away with lying to us?

And this one is critical to me personally, absolutely critical: how do you function in a society where others lie to you? How do you discern what is the truth and how do you decide which actions to take if you do not know the truth? I admit that I have never been able to figure that out. It has hampered me my entire life. Lying appears to pay off very well - my greatest "professional success" came to me when my job was to lie to customers. But it messes with my head big time - I am soon unable to function at all.

I am not joking here and I am not trying to raise a stink about Dickert. The JTI is hardly powerful enough to do that. But I am serious about lying: it has baffled and confused me for as long as I can remember. How do you deal with, how do you do business with, how do you interact with someone who lies? I just walk away. Physically, yes, I turn around and leave. (Remember the bloggers meet with Mayor Pedo?) I do not know what else to do.

What possible hope is there for a city when its leader lies? I do not understand this world. I never have.

Ode to Forgetfulness

I wish I could remember what song that sounds like.

The iChill Trial - Lizardmom's review too (update)

** see lizardom's review below**
First, let me say that it was very cool that we were direct marketed with freebies. The irregulars were noticed.

We've fulfilled our part by blogging and upping the buzz, so to speak. (pun intended) Last night I gave the free sample a whirl.

The bottle calls it a relaxationshot. Maybe this babe is too stressed out to relax, as I was not so impressed. Two ounces in the bottle of a clear liquid with a very sweet taste, but a distinct artificial sweetener aftertaste. (I hate that, my tongue still feels dry) The flavor sent to us was blissful berry. I've downed worse.

I didn't drink half, I was brave and downed the whole thing. I sat for an hour or so waiting for some effect. Nothing exciting happened. I don't believe I felt one bit more relaxed or sleepy. I went to bed and slept. I woke at a normal time.

The vitamins can't hurt. The natural ingredients probably won't hurt anything. But will it help?

I checked with the experts at Mayo clinic. Here is a direct quote from a Mayo Clinic Internist, Brent A. Bauer,MD. "If you're thinking of taking melatonin supplements to treat insomnia, there's little evidence that taking melatonin supplements will help you fall asleep significantly faster or help you stay asleep longer." I have to agree with that statement.

Their website says the cost is about $4.00 per shot. Hmmm. As our new friend, jedwis said, vodka is cheaper and probably more effective... certainly more potent.

Don't go totally by my opinion. We need to let others try it. Some of our irregulars do not dip into stronger spirits and are more inclined to use herbal and natural supplements. I know Lizardmom has been toting one around with her. Drink up lady! We need a second opinion! There are more available for the testing. Regular irregulars can email Liz or come to the next get-together.

Sorry iChill, I can't give it a thumbs up. I knew someone who once said that when you try something new, you live a day longer. I can always say that by trying iChill, I extended my life through the experience.

Well guys, you have no idea how badly I want to give this rave reviews. I am very familiar with valerian root as a herbal supplement. I have used it before, but never could get past the stink. So here are the highlights of my try of
ichill -
1. No valerian stench - awesome!
2. I tried this while really annoyed and had a very sore neck and
shoulder muscles.
I'm still annoyed but my muscles are a bit more relaxed and not as sore -
that's a good thing, tho i wish it would have done a little more.
3. The taste wasn't too bad but drinking out of such a small opening proved
more challenging than me on a bad day could handle :(

Personally, all in all I would give it a 6 out of 10, not bad, but could be tweaked a bit stronger (at least for me - and I'm very sensitive to stuff)

Ichill folks, if you make an extra strength version, I would love to try it again :)

Local Musican Pat Peterson Has Brain Cancer

http://magazine.localsounds.org/2009/10/15/live-love-rock-%E2%80%93-a-benefit-for-patrick-peterson-to-be-held-november-14-at-cuda-cafe-in-deerfield/

Thank you Racine Journal Times, and the people who will take time to read this. As Always, Carol

Just bringing one up from the past

This one was first brought to us (if I remember correctly) by KK.

It a little test on your knowledge and you might just learn something. PLUS it is a good thing, it donates rice to needy people.

Click here to play Free Rice

Irregular Website of the Day

I stumbled upon a doozy and one that will probably make you laugh. It is called Dickipedia. Much like its predecessor, Wikipedia, it is an encyclopedia filled with "facts and information."

Alike in appearance, but, being generous.... slightly off center. I typed in a name that I was sure would provide some comic relief. It fulfilled my sardonic need.

Who is the biggest Dick you can think of?

http://www.dickipedia.org/dick.php?title=Dick_Cheney

Poetry Corner

So I was inspired by the recent challenge to post a blog, and I sat and tried to think of what is interesting enough to post. Then, while I was playing with my girls I had some music playing in the background and I thought I could share some lyrics and or poems that I really like. I have a huge appreciation for modern day poetry and lyrics. Here are a couple that have recently touched me. I hope you enjoy as much as I do and I would love to hear some from all of you of your favorites.


The first is from an artist that I was introduced to probably about a year ago. This song has always been special to me.

Brett Dennen – Ain’t No Reason

There ain’t no reason things are this way
It's how they always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way,
We do it everyday.

Preachers on the podium speaking of saints
Paupers on the sidewalk begging for change
Old ladies laughing from the fire escape, cursing my name
I got a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same
A window and a pigeon with a broken wing
You can spend you whole life working for something,
Just to have it taken away
People walk around pushing back their debts
Wearing pay checks like necklaces and bracelets
Talking 'bout nothing, not thinking 'bout death
Every little heartbeat, every little breath
People walk a tight rope on a razor’s edge
Carrying their hurt and hatred and weapons
It could be a bomb, or a bullet, or a pen
Or a thought, or a word, or a sentence

There ain't no reason things are this way
It's how they always been and they intend to stay
I don’t know why I say the things that I say,
But I say them anyway

But love will come set me free
Love will come set me free, I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set my free, yes.

Prison walls still standing tall
Some things never change at all
Keep on building prisons, gonna fill them all
Keep building bombs, gonna drop them all
Working your fingers bare to the bone
Breaking your back, make you sell your soul
Like a lung, it's filled with coal, sufficating slow
The wind blows wild and I may move
But politicians lie and I am not fooled
You don't need no reason or a three piece suit, to argue the truth
The air on my skin and the world under my toes
Slavery is stitched into the fabric of my clothes
Chaos and commotion wherever I go
Love, I try to follow

Love will come set me free
Love will come set me free, I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set my free, yes.

There ain't no reason things are this way
It's how they always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way,
We do it everyday.






The second one I wanted to share I also came upon while I was playing with my girls. I was reading out of the book "A Light in the Attic" by Shel Silverstein and I came across this one. I grew up reading these books but I guess I never really appreciated this poem until I became and adult.


How Many, How Much

How many slams in an old screen door?
Depends how loud you shut it.

How many slices in a bread?
Depends how thin you cut it.

How much good inside a day?
Depends how good you live 'em.

How much love inside a friend?
Depends how much you give 'em.



The last one is from the book "Place of Birth" by David Kherdian. It also speaks a lot to me, with moving away from home and trying to get back. I think it sums it up perfectly. Things will never be the same again.


The Place of Birth

The street grown dark with inhabitants and time
I walk in hesitation down that block
I ran in my youth for home,
or to the empty lot to play-
that I have reached now walking the other way.

For home has vanished, gone-
the one behind me and the one before
that I can never reach again,
and I wonder why I have come,
though my feet move me on.

When they let me in, the Mexican couple
with scattering of children-
so warm and open all of them
that I hide my hesitation and sadness,
my confusion in having come to this shrunken place.

That I can walk now in minutes, that took my life
and the lives of others
so long to live and endure.
Their faces wonder what my heart asks:
for none of our eyes can answer questions beyond the mind

I walk outside and they follow,
I turn toward the backyard and they trail behind,
and stop when I bend to pick up a shard
from the plum tree that is earth returned
but was once my sister's secret home.

And I stick it in my pocket and smile,
and for the first time
refuse to give any explanations
while I watch their mouths moving to answers
they cannot find.

And I leave.

Pretending I have found why I have come.

Is Wisconsin #1 at Beer Drinking?

This one is crazy....

HAYWARD, Wis. (AP) -- Shoppers in a Wisconsin grocery store got an unexpected surprise when a 125-pound black bear wandered inside and headed straight for the beer cooler.

Bears and Beer