Sep 6, 201602:47 PMBlaska's Bring It!
with David Blaska
A fond farewell to Wisconsin’s summer 2016
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What a beautiful Labor Day weekend! Great weather — sunny but not too humid — and lots going on. The official end of summer caused your Faithful Bloggeur to look back on the six weeks since the national convention in Cleveland. Here’s a little taste of how The Squire, proprietor of this roadside attraction, spends his time when not railing against Progressive Dane and yelling at the kids to get off his lawn.
My sometime aide de camp and scheduler Ruben Mamoulian (recently returned from the Jim Gilmore campaign) combed the archives (some of them scrubbed from the server with BleachBit) to compile this dossier. (Like that Japanese soldier in the jungle, Ruben learned belatedly that Gilmore had surrendered to Allied forces.)
Monday, Labor Day — After burgers at the Blue Moon, Blaska was keelhauled to the mast of retired Army National Guard Col. Tim Donovan’s 24-foot in-board powered deck boat. With Meade and Berg, we road high on the choppy waves to the middle of Lake Mendota, where the duty-free bar opened for a brisk business. We encountered no Madison boat people seeking a better life back at Mazanet Marina in Westport, much to our relief. Nor did beautiful blonde brigands attempt to board without authorization, to our consternation.
The clear Corona beer bottle shows the fuel level of this rat-bike entry at the Harley Davidson Museum rally.
Sunday, Sept. 4 — The Milwaukee Rally and Custom Bike show. Rode to three Harley dealerships (Oconomowoc, Milwaukee, and New Berlin) plus the HOG museum in downtown Milwaukee. Burnouts, beer, babes in bikinis, biker bling, blasting music, custom bikes (low-riders with hydraulics!) — just the essentials. And good riding with John & Deb Blaska and Chuck and Cheri Miller. Except for that railroad crossing somewhere west of the Kettle Moraine that damn near ejected this uneasy rider from his Softail Slim.
Saturday, Sept. 3 — Fire in the Hills Motor Show, Yuba, population 91 — two taverns and a third (“The Burnout”) for sale.
Great ride to northernmost and most beautiful Richland County. The Yuba fire department (which looks to be the main enterprise hereabouts) puts on a two-day party featuring collector cars (great selection of old Ford F-1 pickup trucks and rat rods), bands, and a 1940s-feeling Miss Firecracker pin-up contest. (Country gals go heavy on the lipstick and high on the heels.)
A Miss Firecracker in the left background in the village of Yuba, where the main industry seems to be putting out fires and building rat rods.
Friday, Sept. 2 — Joy Cardin Show, Wisconsin Public Radio, opposite Marquette Law prof Ed Fallone. Major topic: Colin Kaepernick sits during the national anthem. The prof says it’s the QB’s First Amendment right so everyone should just shut up about it, lest the ignorant groundlings chill the overpaid athlete’s free speech. The Squire claims that even us knuckle draggers have First Amendment rights to comment on Kaepernick’s show boating in a very public arena. (He shoots, he scores!)
Sunday, August 28 — Chicken Burn in a Wauwatosa backyard of Bob and Jean Dohnal. The 47th annual, matching their years of marriage. Bob is the proprietor of the Wisconsin Conservative Digest. Maybe 100 folks gather to hobnob, Eat the Burn, suck the beer, listen to Ron Johnson, Jim Sensenbrenner, and Lowell Holtz, candidate for superintendent of public instruction, and more. Saw many of my national convention delegate and alternate friends. A piece of Americana.
Thursday, August 25 — Steak grill out at Judge Jim Troupis’ secluded estate in the Town of Middleton with the ROMEOs (Retired Old Men Eating Out for breakfast at Our Sister’s Place, Middleton). Drank his family’s wine, bottled in Greece.
Despite the poster cutout, found few Trump supporters among Republican stalwarts at the Burn.
Wednesday, August 24 — Peter Theron for Congress birthday and fundraiser at the Esquire Club. I was not asked to speak. The man might be serious about winning.
Sunday, August 21 — Dane County Republican Party picnic at Tyrol Basin near Mt. Horeb. Caught up with proprietor Jonathan Barry. Vice chairman Nancy Bartlett made me promise to behave myself if I was going to speak. So, I confined my remarks to a show and tell of the swag I accumulated at the national convention in Cleveland, including a Trump bobblehead that has the candidate breaking in two an illegal immigrant crossing sign. Also the hotel room Do Not Disturb sign on which is scrawled “Send Ivanka Up.” (She must have missed us.)
Saturday, August 20 — Hilltop horse farm retreat of college friend John Marx in the Green County countryside just south of Brooklyn, with Paul Hankes and Berg. Four old public servants sliding sideways into retirement.
Sunday, August 7 — Hubbleton Days with brother Bill’s sweet corn and Miss Vicki at a tiny town — two bars and a Lutheran Church — situated on the Crawfish River between Waterloo and Watertown.