For today at least.
The Rosebowl has brought with it all kinds of freshly-scrubbed and nutritious Wisconsoners ("Connies.")
They look so wholesome.
I passed a penny-loafered couple on my way to get a hair-cut, they were standing in front of the Spotlight (neighborhood dive with an anachronistic liquor-license that allows them to open at 6:00 a.m.).
They looked like a string of pearls in the toilet.
New Years Eve: I have cold cuts, I have club soda, I have Bob Dylan Bootleg series.
Not quite the way it used to be, which I think is good.
Happy new year.
Dave
