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In Wisconsin, people sleep in three hour increments

This is what I have found with my limited experience of Wisconsin.  The first night I was here, I was still in PT and didn’t go to bed until 01:00 CT.  Little did I know that they were doing renovations upstairs, especially in the room directly above mine, and they didn’t put everything away properly.  So, at 04:00 something loud and heavy fell and it jolted me awake.  I only managed a doze after that until 06:30 when I got up for work.

The night after, I tried to go to bed earlier, having only really gotten three hours of sleep the night before.  I turned off the lights at 23:00 and then tada!  A drunked brawl right outside my room at 02:00!  It was the best!  It went on for maybe 20-30 minutes and during most of that time there was some girl shrieking at the top of her lungs.  I think some guy ended up getting in the mix.  Mostly holding down that shrieking girl.  It caused her to shriek more.

The police came toward the end of the whole thing.  They loudly quetsioned people in the hallway outside my room.  During which time, they had to use the elevator like six times.  After they had left, I think one of the girls in the brawl came back upstairs and started pounding on the door of one of the rooms.  She wanted her friend, or whatever, to open the door.  Apparently she paid 150$ for the room and didn’t intend to sleep in the car.

This whole exchange was so loud that it woke grampaw up.  He’s on the floor below us.  He apparently got out of bed to try and figure out where all the noise was coming from.  Yeah, it was right outside my door.  FSB was out like a log.  Didn’t hear a thing.  I guess the three hour thing doesn’t apply to him.

This has made me tired enough to make couple nights later, I ended up dreaming about work, which caused me to wake up every two hours.  Sugh.  SUGH.  How is Wisconsin not the most sleep deprived state?

Terribly cheerful, talky guy

I’m in Wisconsin and I have seen many water parks.  BUT I haven’t seen anybody these waterslide roads.  I’m kind of disappointed.  I mean, I don’t particularly want to travel by waterslide, but I think it would be a sight to see.  Think about it.  Cargo being shipped by waterslide? Busing children by waterslide? What if trains traveled by waterslide? Wouldn’t that be something to see?

Anyway, this post isn’t about Wisconsin’s road systems.  It’s about this incredibly talky guy that was on the same flight with me from ATL to MSN.  He was kind of flamboyantly dressed with his red checked shirt and tie dye undershirt and Cuban hat and cow skin (not leather but the furry side) messenger and red crocodile laptop bag.  And he could only speak at one volume, which was inappropriately loud, and his cell phone was stuck to his ear almost the entire time he was allowed to use it.  The only time he wasn’t talking on his phone was when he was dialing or when we were in the air.  The moment we landed he immediately pulled out his cell and started talking on the phone again.

FSB, we shared a flight, found the guy really annoying.  I thought he was rather amusing.  He spoke in cheery, animated, and very loud tones to everyone.  Even while we were in the air, he was talking pretty much non-stop.  I wonder how his row mates felt.  I was fairly amused, but it might have been because there was a baby in the row across from mine who was screaming bloody murder the whole flight.  I realize that it’s not the baby’s fault and that it’s probably uncomfortable and bewildering for them to fly…but REALLY.  The whole flight!

Anyway, the talky guy sat across from me for awhile at the terminal while we were waiting for our flight (it was delayed).  I had plenty of time to sketch a drawing of him.

The terribly cheerful and talky guy! I got lazy and didn’t want to draw the background. You get some scribbling instead.