Mmmm, Bring on the Brats!

Ok, I realize it has been awhile since my last post, but I have a good reason for my absence. I'm just not going to tell you what it is. But I will tell you that if you are planning a trip to Wisconsin anytime soon, you might want to think twice, especially when you read this March 1st headline from the doubtless award-swamped Sheboygan Press:

City Asked To Abolish Brat-Eating Contest.

And people say California is weird. They're right, of course, but at least we know enough to just SPOIL our brats, not eat them. Goodness.

You know, I had no idea that cannibalism was such a rampant problem in Wisconsin, to the point where they actually have contests for it, but then again, we are talking about the Midwest. And Wisconsin, no less... the very same state where I once spent an afternoon paddling down a river named (I am not joking) Kickapoo, in a canoe that had the word "Titanic" scrawled on the side. Look, it's a strange, strange land. Believe me.

Until next time, when I hope to have a full account of my adventures in Tahoe, even though it is frightfully old news now, be good and try not to eat any brats. It just doesn't sound too healthy, if you ask me.