Algonquin for "The Good Land"

For the past 2 summers I have had the chance to check out the Red Bull Air Races in Windsor/Detroit. This year I decided not to go because, as awesome as the Red Bull Air Races are, The Milwaukee Air and Water show was the following weekend and provided an interesting change of pace. A couple things about this scenario that made it an easy choice for me, my brother and sister in law live in Milwaukee and I see them all to little, and the Blue Angels plus an F-22 are on the bill. All that being said I decided to make it happen. I managed to just barely get the time off of work but it was going to be tight. Let me tell you how it was about to go down. I got out of work at 2:30 p.m. on Friday and had to be at work at 11a.m. on Sunday and it would be about a 5 hour drive one way. On Saturday the show was scheduled to start at 10:30 and the Blue Angels were the final act at 3:30. But then disaster struck. Saturday morning, Amber and I woke up and looked out the window too visibility of about 200 feet and an inability to see the tops of buildings.

Milwaukee's tallest buildings aren't THAT tall. Now I assure you I checked Milwaukee's weather before embarking on this journey and that was not in the forecast. We decided to secure our seats in the event that it cleared up, being as how we invested 10 hours of drive time in to seeing this thing. We picked our spots and got our malt liquor on. At about 2 p.m.we called it a lost cause and decided to wander around the town and check out some stores. We made sure we stayed in the general vicinity just in case we heard fighter jets overhead. We never did. So now my decision has proven to be a bad one because instead of getting to see the Red Bull Air Races and Matt Hall attempt to earn his seaplane endorsement, I saw nothing. We ended out the day by getting dinner at the Comet Cafe where I was told I must order this...

Where do I even start with something like this? The bacon Of course...

We said our goodbyes and set forth towards Muskegon at about 8 p.m. which made me nervous for the drive home. The 5 hour drive, after a long day on very little sleep had potential to be disastrous. I decided to see what my Ipod knows and ended up putting on some "Jimmy Eat World" which we coupled with our "screaming at the top of our lungs" vocals. We arrived home at about 2 a.m. When all else fails...