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Part 2: What I WON'T miss about Madison.....

Yesterday, I posted an entry about all of the things I would miss about Madison. Of course, with sunshine must come occasional rain, so here (in no particular order) are all of the things I will NOT miss about Madison.

- Piccolo Guy. Sorry, dude....piccolos are LOVELY instruments to listen to - for about FIVE minutes. Exposure beyond that just makes you want to gouge someone's eyes out.

- The loud train whistles in the middle of the night. (And we didn't build a bridge or underpass for the train during recent road projects.......why?)

- That bar owner (you know who he is) who complains in his ad every week on the back page of the Onion. Hey, dude - I might have cared the first thousand or so times. Now you're just being a whiner. Maybe if you invested the money you pay on ads to make your place less of a stinkhole, people would go there!

- I'm no fashionista, but the whole guys-wearing-white-tube-socks-with-dress-shoes-thing seems to be an epidemic in Wisconsin. Someone, somewhere told guys everywhere this was OK to do. They lied.

- I won't miss being witness to the lovely post-party behavior of my neighbors - hearing people puke on my lawn or sidewalk, and hearing the "Wooooooooooooooooooo!" boys and girls.

- The molasses-slow walking pace of some folks on some of the city sidewalks.

- I won't miss the corroded rantings of Vicki McKenna and her talk show, where good sense goes to die.

- There's a few local and regional politicians I'll be waving goodbye to - with only one finger. Like John Gard (like Freddy Krueger, he's baaaaaaaaaack!). And James Sensenbrenner, who seems to only be truly proficient at gambling. Then there's "the honorable" Scott Fitzgerald, who brought dishonor to the state by being one of the leading legislators that drove the gay marriage ban. And Mark Gundrum, another dishonor to democracy who thought it was cool not only to block marriage rights for people who weren't like him, but ALSO thought it was cool to make rape victims carry their rapist's child. What a winner, eh?

- And the person I won't miss the most....well, if you've read my blog, you know that I'm fairly certain there is a special place in hell for Miss Julaine Appling. (I've been thinking about compiling this post for a week or so - how odd, and a little scary, that Queen Julaine should be back in the news today, beating the same dead horse.) It was the amendment that was the dealbreaker for me; the thing that made me decide to move on and move out, to pay my taxes to a state where I could be sure my investment was appreciated and rewarded.

I should actually thank old Bitter Bags herself - after all, I'm moving to a city with domestic partnership to take a much better paying, rewarding job. But I won't say "thank you", though I do have two other words in mind for her....

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