For those of you who have never seen Wisconsin, have a look at my friend Elizabeth’s blog to get an idea. Really; It pretty much looks like this everywhere I’ve been in the state, and I used to live there.
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But, but, but…
I didn’t see any cheese or any beer.
It’s not all that strange, but if past practice is any guide, tomorrow we will be stopping at the rest stop where they teach you all about sphagnum.
You have to stop and have lunch in the place where the waitstaff all wear lederhosen and stuff.
Oh, and get some pictures of those funny rocks.
Oh, but there IS beer! Look closely at the photo at the Monarch Public House, for my half pint of Fountain City’s own Irish Valley Spring Bock. It tastes like caramel, mmm.
The bad news: Over at the Disco Institute-run Evolution News & Views blog Robert Crowther praises my critique of the Darwinius paper for not “toeing the line” about this fossil being the “missing link.”
Bad news? You’re being quote mined by the Discovery Institute. Look at the company that puts you in. Congratulations. You’ve made it!
“…all wear lederhosen”. Actually, they’ve switched to wearing short leather pants with suspenders. It’s an entirely different demographic.
(Apologies to the writers of “Jimmy Neutron”)
For the record, today Wisconsin looks very much like roadkill deer.
94 and 90 (but especially 94) is where I have personally seen more dead deer, almost dead deer, deer trying to get dead and deer i the act of getting dead than I’ve ever seen anywhere, ever.