I wish someone had told me that the Christmas parade would be passing in front of my apartment on Sunday morning. There's nothing quite like being woken up by a marching band - especially on the morning after Dan Goldin Day.
I was also shocked when I looked out of my window to see the big red dog, in helium form, floating down the street. Who knew that Milwaukee had the budget for that much helium?
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