Or, as one of my librarian colleagues calls it, “my new second job.” The city of Madison is still pleased with our Midwestern polite behavior.
My protest rig - oatmeal carton drum & drum stick & sign
I made cookies again, oatmeal raison, and I added chocolate chips, using the recipe from under the lid of the box of Quaker Quick Oats that I inherited from Al when he moved apartments last fall. It’s the recipe their Grandma (dad’s mom) used to use, and I borrowed a trick from her, loaded all the cookies back into the empty oatmeal carton, and took it to the Capitol with me. I grabbed a beat up drumstick from the basement (two kids played drums, plus even though John plays guitar, his band used to practice here), and after I gave away the cookies I had a drum. The cookies came out a little flat, especially the first two trays, baked before the oatmeal had a chance to soak up – note to self – chill this dough before baking.
We missed the big name speakers, and the local disco band, but we saw a lot of musicians we know – it was International Fest at Overture, and they were all running back & forth from indoor gigs to outdoor protest.
I heard Michael Moore on the radio this morning, and he had a tailored-to-WI version of the three big lies, you know, the ones that usually start with “the check is in the mail” and include things like “you can’t get pregnant from this”.
Michael Moore’s three big lies for the WI protests:
- Wisconsin is broke
- Iraq has weapons of mass destruction
- The Packers need Favre to win the superbowl
Yeah!!
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