As always, thanks to Bluegill for pinch-hitting while I was visiting glorious Madison WI and doing my little bit for hop bombs and Imperial Stout at the Great Taste of the Midwest.
We manded a tent corner slot this year and really pushed the t-shirt sales, which resulted in 280, more than double last year. “These Machines Kill Fascists” remains a favorite of the local crowd, and we saw them all over town during the course of three days.
There, in Madison, they get it.
Here, in Southern Indiana, we get “blue dogs,” and I join the Bookseller (and others) in wondering how this designation is any different from that of “Republican.”
At least part of the street was paved in my absence. I’d been hoping to return to two way streets and bike lanes … but this ain’t Wisconsin, is it?
