This weekend, I didn’t get to post because I went home (Wisconsin, that beautiful northern state that’s also home to Harvey, Owen, and DC) to help my brother move from Milwaukee to LaCrosse. It’s the other side of the state, but fortunately the short way.
It was good to be home. It’s easy to forget the experience of being in Milwaukee during winter football season, wherein a full fifteen percent of the population wears apparel bearing the Green Bay Packers logo. I am not kidding. It’s one thing to remember it abstractly, but to see it firsthand is always somewhat shocking.
And they think they have football fans in St. Louis.
