Apropos of the protests I was in Madison, Wisconsin during the dust-up over the collective bargaining rights of public employees. I wandered out unto the steps of the capitol building before sunrise. There were posters in the windows and a few people on the streets with signs in support of public employees. The fervor over...
Into the breach, meatbags. Previously, we took a tour through the first part of southern Wisconsin’s The House on the Rock. Here we continue to descend into the oddities and creepiness with the second part of the tour, which I like to call “The Dark Carnival.” (Make sure you scroll to the end before leaving...
A trip through the trippiest place I know When I was a kid, my parents had a friend, Bob, who was one of those characters that seems straight out of a Jean Shepard story. In the golden hindsight of memory’s sieve, it’s hard to to draw the line between reality, the rosy blur of childhood...
