Saturday Travalon and I got caffeinated at Moka, then we
went to look at houses in Monona with our buyer’s agent. She doesn’t have a
name on this blog, but she was the same buyer’s agent who helped Richard Bonomo
buy his beautiful house. (She says every time she sees a house with a bidet,
she thinks of him.) Travalon and I (but especially Travalon) are putting a fair
bit of dough into our upcoming nuptials (and the honeymoon, in Travalon’s case),
so we are looking for an affordable house in the $160K range. We looked at a
really cute one and then one with foundational issues. The cute one had just
what we wanted in the downstairs: a man cave for Travalon, and a sunny room for
Plant World. However, the upstairs is very low, and since Travalon is quite
vertically enhanced, we thought that might not be ideal. Plus the buyer’s agent
said the upstairs might make it harder to sell. At least now we have an idea of
what we would like in a house, and it seems we can afford it on our budget!
After Travalon and I had lunch at the Village Tavern, we
joined Rich, Kathbert, and Pete the Sailor Man at the cemetery to commemorate
the fifth anniversary of Mr. Why’s death. It was very cold, so after Pete
shoveled aside some snow and still couldn’t find the marker, we just lay the
flowers on the ground and got back into our warm cars.
Travalon and I got some coffee at Espresso Royale to warm
up, and then we went to a newer place called the Red Rock Saloon or something,
with a Texas theme. There is even a mechanical bull in there, and we watched a
middle-aged guy get thrown off of it. After dinner we met Rich and my coworker
to see The Mark of Zorro, a silent
film from 1920 starring Douglas Fairbanks. At Duck Soup Cinema they always
precede the movie with a Vaudeville show, and this one starred a woman doing
acrobatics in a giant wheel, a very funny juggler, and Yid Vicious featuring
klezmer Theremin, and I’m not even kidding. That alone would have been worth
the price of admission, but my coworker (who will have to have a name besides “another
wildebeest” on this blog sooner or later) scored the tickets for free from a
friend who went to Mexico instead of Duck Soup Cinema. I would rather have been
in Mexico myself, but Duck Soup Cinema was a fun consolation prize.
Famous Hat
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Gotta have that man cave. Sports memorabilia, antique bottles and classic rock posters decorating it. Of course you can enter it, however; I think my Callico cat Callie will hang out in there most often. She is laying here on my computer desk waiting to be petted as I type this.
I think the Village Pub is home to the tastiest cheeseburger in Madison, soon to be given up for lent, along with other fried foods. Love the Pez figures inside the glass tables there too.
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