Making It to the Final Four

Saturday morning I had to get up almost as early as on weekdays to get ready for my band’s gig. Hardingfele and I stopped for coffee at Moka, where she had a coupon for one free drink, and then we crowded into a car with most of the rest of our bandmates and drove to Poynette to play at the Maple Syrup Days at the Mackenzie Center. We played for three hours (minus a short break to eat pancakes) and only made $16 apiece, so it wasn’t the most cost-effective gig, but it was still fun. Lots of little kids danced around to our music, and quite a few adults took pictures (and maybe videos) of us. Hardingfele had to be back in town by one to take Rockstar Tailor to a birthday party, and I was meeting Travalon at one, but somehow our ride back took a lot longer than our ride there, and we didn’t get back into town until almost 1:30. Travalon and I just had time to make it to a condo showing at two; the condo was beautiful, but the bylaws specifically forbid keeping rabbits as pets. What to do? I hate to give up Cashmere at her advanced age, even if she isn’t the friendliest bunny, so we’re going to see if the condo association would make an exception for one elderly rabbit.

In the evening Travalon and Prairie Man went to watch the first Final Four game, but Luxuli and I didn’t really care about that game, so we went on a long walk downtown, looking at condos for sale. We didn’t go inside any of them, but there are some that look very nice from the outside. Then Luxuli found a bunch of great condos online, so hopefully Travalon and I will get to check those out too. We ladies joined the menfolk at Diego’s for the second game, since the Badgers were playing Kentucky. Downtown was a real party atmosphere, and one house had a huge banner outside of it that said: “Stop incest! Beat Kentucky!” The players for Kentucky are all freshman, and two of them are identical twins. I hoped that the Badgers’ greater experience would help them out, and it was a close, exciting game, but in the end the Badgers lost by one point. What a heartbreaker! I didn’t think I cared about basketball at all, but it was kind of fun to watch. The other people at Diego’s were all twenty somethings, so we felt very old. They were really loud and drinking lots of “Badger shots,” which have tequila and Red Bull, and giant margaritas for at least four people. We wondered how crazy things would get if the Badgers won, but since they didn’t, the college kids were subdued as they trailed out of the bar. A sad ending, but a great season nonetheless.

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