Badgers Bury Huskies

 

Yesterday I didn't blog because there wasn't much to say. I worked on campus and walked with Hardingfele at lunch, since my colleague is abroad. The weather was very mild, and we discussed how the gig had gone on Saturday. Then in the evening Travalon and I went swimming.

The weather was mild again today. I worked from home and took walks in the neighborhood on my breaks. In the evening I went to Adoration as usual, then Travalon met me there and we walked to the Kohl Center to see the men's Badger Basketball game. We got there a bit early and had some macaroni and cheese for dinner, then as we walked around, we saw a stand selling the Platonic ideal of a soft pretzel - it's called Ben Pretzels, and it has a cartoon of an Amish guy. We got one of those, but for some reason the guy gave us two, so we ended up bringing one home. I hope they are just as good heated up the next day...

I was only at one other Badger game this year, and during that one, John Tonje scored forty points. He wasn't nearly that dynamic tonight, although he was the second-highest scorer, but a guy named John Blackwell got twenty-four points and ten rebounds. When he got his tenth rebound, Travalon and I cheered, and some other people cheered, but not the whole crowd. The school-aged boys sitting behind us, who were giving a color commentary the whole game, were puzzled that we cheered, because I believe they fancied themselves experts in the game but didn't realize Blackwell had just gotten a double-double. All the players were doing their part tonight - if they weren't scoring, they were getting rebounds - and one shorter player named Kamari McGee had an incredible save. In the end, the Washington Huskies couldn't compete, and the Badgers buried them 88-62. 

The halftime show was kind of cool. All the black fraternities and sororities on campus (called the Divine Nine) came out on the floor, and each one did a dance. Makes me wish I'd joined a black sorority when I was in college here.

When we got home, Travalon's package had arrived.

He's been on a real Beetle Bailey kick lately. At night when we are in bed but before we go to sleep, he reads a book of Beetle Bailey comics and just laughs and laughs. He even says there is a cartoon. I'm trying to imagine what Beetle Bailey sounds like. Does he have a California accent? Does he sound like Mush Mouth from the Fat Albert Show since they both have hats that cover their eyes? I imagine him sounding stoned, and if you don't know what that sounds like, watch a recent interview of our current president, Elon Musk. He's totally high on ketamine and makes no sense. Remember, Elon is just Felon without the F. He's like a cartoon villain: the richest man in the world, stealing money from the poorest people so he can go to Mars! Who knows? He may meet the same end as a cartoon villain. I would love to see a caped superhero stop his insanity, but they seem to be in short supply these days.

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