With all due respect to those about to get whomped, this is from a couple years ago:
With all due respect to those about to get whomped, this is from a couple years ago:
Over on Twitter, someone asked: “Where do kids in the great plains go sledding?? I’m getting really sad thinking about this.”
I responded with the following Public Service Announcement:
Watch the full episode. See more In Wisconsin.
Insignificant in light of other news coming out of our state these days, but a short piece I did with Andy and Wendy will be on In Wisconsin tonight, 7:30 p.m. CST. It’s about my woodshed, the one I built and filled all by myself with help from my Dad, wife, neighbors, children, friends…
UPDATE: direct link now available here.
The “Chicken Shack” Video that ran on In Wisconsin recently is now available online (although if your internet connection is anything like mine, it may take forever to load):
Watch the full episode. See more In Wisconsin.
Back in July I had the privilege of serving as Grand Marshal (or was it just Marshal?) (it felt Grand!) of the International Harvester Red Power Parade. Tonight a piece I did from the parade will air on In Wisconsin at 7 p.m. Central. Eventually I believe the piece will be posted here. A special tip of the hat to videographer Rick Fatke, who wound up having to run part of the parade route and also caught that part where we…um…ran out of gas.
What a neat way to remember the Coop tour of 2009: with a video from Wisconsin Public Television.
A special thanks to Frederica for all the introductions over the years and to all the rest of the Here And Now crew for the work that goes on behind the scenes and in control rooms just so I can yap about books and chickens. I’ll continue to do essays for WPT but they’re switching them to a different show at a different time. We’ll keep you posted.
The crew from Wisconsin Public Television’s “Here And Now” rolled up here a while back and shot me yapping about winter. Since then most all of the snow melted…until about two hours ago whereupon the white stuff came whomping down. Yes, this was a whomping snow. Heavy, wet, and wind-whipped. Dropped on us like waterlogged goosedown. Gotta plow the driveway in the morning, although that’s fun because I have two sweet blue-eyed co-pilots who treat the whole works like a cut-rate carnival ride.
In the meantime I’ve moved my EMS kit and reflective vest from the car to the plow truck in case the pager goes off in the dark hours.
Anyway, with the chicken coop all drifted in, it’s appropriate that the winter essay will air tomorrow night (and re-air Sunday). Program times here.