It finally snowed here tonight in Wisconsin. I was somewhat baffled by this event, since it would have usually happened 3-4 months ago, and previously didn't rain down in such a happy, Americana, "look at all of the cute snow" ways when it did. But, alas, tonight was Wisconsin's night to be cute and snowy for no particular reason.

I decided that tonight would be the ideal time to go out traipsing, and to experiment with my mostly-unused digital camera. These are the items I became aware of on my 45 minute walk through 2 inches of fluffy snow while snapping pictures and running from paranoid Midwesterners who thought that the tripod in my bag was a rocketlauncher:

A)There is a herd of rabbits that are plotting a takeover of suburban...suburbia. I'm not kidding. I saw bunny tracks in 19 of every 20 lawns I passed. The bunnies are coming. I urge you to prepare yourselves. Fight the BUNNIES! They are a fanged breed, and their destination is your BLOOD!!

B) You can get away with almost anything by telling people that, "It's for my class." Tonight, an angry, half-clad redneck in Packerwear (the parts he was actually clad in were, that is) came storming out of his house to see what the lone flash of light from the street was. "Hey, what'reyadoin'," he inquired of me in a mysteriously Southern accent. "Takin' pictures for class," I replied, "hope I didn't disturb you."
"Oh."

I haven't been in school in over a year, and I've been told this "it's for art class" approach works (my husband hung himself in a tree and told the cops who came to collect the dead body it was for art, and they believed it, so I assume this isn't just me...). I think I might try to see what else I can get away with in the name of art-for-college education.

C) Kids will always go to get wasted in a somewhat public place. I don't know why this is, since they will face the inevitible police raid, but for some reason they don't learn that they should drive a mile out of town and have a bonfire in a field, instead of, say, the public park placed against a GIANT FROZEN LAKE. What chance of escape do you have there?!?! "Yes, let's all drunkenly run out on the lake, a veritable tundra (with some dangerous holes to fall through, of course), and we'll see who makes it back in okay. Fun game, no?"

D) I really hate this town (Oshkosh, WI). I lived here before I moved to D.C., and my hatred of it became so entrenched that I decided dating a Catholic-straightedger, moving halfway across the country, and paying $20,000 for art school was a good way to escape it.

E) I'm thinking about becoming a lawyer, oddly enough.

F)I miss The Dirtfarm, and I miss hiding from cops in the woods with hardcore bands (and Jenny) after a rousing fireworks display in the scary park. I would really, really love to come visit, but I can't until someone hires me for a job and I have enough money that I can finally pay my share of rent, and I go bed at a reasonable hour, in order to get up for work.

G) Come visit me in Wisconsin. It's mighty surreal here. I'll take you ice-fishing.