The Post In Which I Go To A Ladies Luncheon and Find This One Guy
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The Post In Which I Go To A Ladies Luncheon and Find This One Guy

There was a ladies-only luncheon happening at the Pfister last week. Lots of smart, sickness successful, gorgeous women were dressed in red and came together for the American Heart Association’s 2015 Milwaukee Go Red for Women luncheon. And this guy. I don’t mean to treat this guy like some common piece of meat. His name […]

You see the woman in the nude shag dress?
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You see the woman in the nude shag dress?

When the professional ballroom dancers come en masse to the Pfister, expect to find several crystals strewn across the bathroom floor, shed from their glistening, parrot colored ensembles that induce the ordinary citizens in the café around them to exclaim, “Ah my god, I can’t believe it!” I go up to the source, the infestation […]

The Hard Part About Living In Costa Rica
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The Hard Part About Living In Costa Rica

I meet her in the elevator and she says she recently moved to Costa Rica. I ask the Costa Rican ex-patriot for a story and she tells me that she is not a very interesting, site story-rich person. I whine, “Come on, you live in Costa Rica! Haven’t you seen some crazy wildlife down there?” […]

Butter on a Plate & Hat Swapping in the Bathroom
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Butter on a Plate & Hat Swapping in the Bathroom

The whole hotel is my beat so I’ve got to drift. I’ve got to find the swirled butter on the plate. Regard this spiraled stack of paper napkins. This miniscule, considered bit of hospitality intrigues me.  I like to chase the shadows of bicyclists with my camera from a height of 23 stories.   On weekends […]

To Properly Crash A Wedding You Just…
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To Properly Crash A Wedding You Just…

In the lounge by the fire I meet a clump of kids and their parents. There are six empty mugs of hot cocoas and the dad tells me they all came here to enjoy the holiday décor. The nearest décor (that I suddenly notice with fresh décor searching eyes) are the stuffed stockings that hang […]

Wasn’t One of Our Ancestors a French Bishop Or Something?
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Wasn’t One of Our Ancestors a French Bishop Or Something?

Two of my second cousins are in town so my Grandma and Mom take us all out to a Monday noon lunch at the Pfister café. My cousin Courtney, lifelong Texas resident introduces us to her new husband, Michael who, to our collective delight is as Wisconsin as Green Bay where he was raised. Then […]

“could you please send me a boyfriend who does yoga?”
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“could you please send me a boyfriend who does yoga?”

  Katherine has been coming here for years she was married for three decades to a man who came to the Pfister to just to jog. He died ten years ago so, viagra recently she asked the divine, “could you please send me a boyfriend who does yoga?” After she asked she didn’t expect a […]

The Gifts In Life Have Nothing To Do With Money
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The Gifts In Life Have Nothing To Do With Money

Jennifer is here. She just quit her job as the director of a troupe of tribal belly dancers. I learn that tribal belly dancing is more athletic than traditional. Apparently traditional belly dancing much more wiggly.   I believe it, medicine having taken belly dancing in college and finding it fairly impossible to wiggle that much. […]

The Woman Who Eats Cake Every Day
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The Woman Who Eats Cake Every Day

Debbie was working as a pastry chef when a customer came in wanting a cake like the one they saw in Martha Stewart Magazine. The customer said they’d been to every bakery in town, but no one would do it. Debbie was shocked to hear that, but the bakery where she worked was not properly […]