This is one of the many celebrities I have met: Mr. Winkle. As you can see, I am thrilled to be face to face with my idol.

Pour Some Sugar On Me

I am adding music to my iPod. It is taking a while and right now I am listening to "Pour Some Sugar On Me" by Def Leppard. It is amazing to me how a song can kind of put you in a nostalgia overload, you know? This song, "The Flame" and "Love Bites" all have the same effect on me-- I am suddenly transported back to the summer and fall of 1988, and sometimes the ache is overwhelming. I know I don't want to be 13 or 14 again, but I miss feeling so safe and free of the responsibility of being an "adult". I don't mind being 30. I still feel young. But there was just something about really having your whole life ahead of you, where you had absolutely no idea where your life was going to lead, and what mattered was so much simpler to grasp, albeit challenging and daunting in its own right.

I wonder if when I am turning 45 I'll look back to being 30 and long for those "simpler" days. I imagine by then I'll have a child or two of my own, and be reliving those early teen years through their experiences. That should be interesting.

More Fun in Indiana

Done? All right, good.

Now, given our cottage's proximity to Interstate 69, I can say I'm keenly aware of the quasi-controversy surrounding the numeric designation of that particular road. Signs in the area frequently go missing overnight -- and don't think that I didn't consider nabbing one myself when I was back at St. Norbert's.

BUT, upon first reading that article, my first reaction was, simply: Congressman Hostettler is a complete idiot.

I began, in fact, to wonder why on earth I had been so worked up about politics over the past several months. In the end, wasn't this is what politics was truly all about? (No wonder our president is an idiot -- he was weaned on shit like this!)

But then I looked a little more closely at the site that hosted that article and decided to do some research. (You gotta' love Google News.) Here is what I discovered -- it's a total hoax! This guy is living out of his basement, trying to be The Onion. Hilarious. If you follow the link at the bottom of that article above, you'll see an article that lists some of his other hoaxes that have been picked up nationally.

Fun in Indiana

Earlier this week, I came across this article in an online publication known as The Hoosier Gazette. Take a minute to read it.

I'll wait.

Yay!

Thanks for setting this up. I wonder whom we can track down to add to this! Chad Carlson, where are you?