On Sunday morning I sat down to breakfast at the Java Cafe in Baraboo, Wisconsin. I ordered a spinach and feta omelette and a cup of coffee. I opened the local newspaper, the Baraboo News Republic. The main story on the front page was as follows: “Custard Connoisseur Captures Contest Title: Baraboo [...]

I’m back. I survived the Great Bonnaroo of ‘07. I’ve survived the heat, the dust, the hippies, the Police. I’ve got a cold now, but what do you expect when you spend four or five days with virtually no sleep, blazing sun with no shade, and an excess of partying?
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