Yah Hey Der

Greetings from the dairy state. I drove to Wisconsin yesterday to begin an exciting week of shows. Sure! Last night I was in Fon Du Lac. Insert your own joke here. Anytime I feel too big for my britches, I take a one nighter at a Holiday Inn and I'm brought right back to Earth. Nothing says "I've made it in show business" like standing on a plywood riser in the middle of a dance floor in a hotel lounge. At least they turned the dart machines off before I started. The first guy wasn't so lucky. The show went fine and the rest of the week I'm working in Germantown, a suburb of Milwaukee. The club is nice and there have always been good crowds when I was here before. Keep you fingers crossed and if you're in the area, come to Giggles.

I like Wisconsin. A lot of people think that all that's here are cows. You couldn't be more wrong. Wisconsin is full of fun things. Let's see...There's cheese shops, taverns and roadside porn. You can't drive a mile without passing 16 taverns and an adult bookstore, and the parking lots are full at all of them. Well, I guess when you talk to cows all day, you need some type of human contact. Maybe that explains why al the people seem so friendly. It could also be that they're drunk most of the time.

The other thing you see here are people who enjoy their meals. I think it has something to do with the weather. It's cold here a lot, and you need to keep a layer of insulation on you. I'm not casting stones. I fit right in. I like any place where loose clothing is the norm. I think I'll go have lunch now. Maybe I'll have a traditional Wisconsin feast, bratwurst, fried cheese curds, fried fish and a twelve pack of Lieny's. Where's my big sweater? Later...Brian