Last night, I had two weird dreams. The first involved a baby bear attacking me in rural Canada. That was pretty scary. The second was of a blizzard in Milwaukee. That wasn't scary, but it was pretty disappointing.
After all, it's 90 degrees and humid right now, but in just two months, we'll start to see winter creeping again. That's the blink of an eye.
I really don't mind winter, at least until January. Fall and winter clothes are more flattering their summer counterparts, and hey, fondue. Snowy football games are so much fun to watch, and Milwaukee looks pretty when covered in the white stuff.
But I'm not ready for wall-to-wall storm team coverage and slow, slippery driving. I'm not excited for dark afternoons and bone-chilling temperatures and getting my socks wet (and also, wearing socks). I'm certainly not ready for the deluge of Christmas decorations and music to take over, well, everything.
It feels like summer just started, and now it's almost over.
At least I escaped that bear attack in my dreams. There's no escaping the long and cold Milwaukee winter. And I have a feeling we won't get off easy like we did last year.
If summer is our reward for living in Milwaukee, then winter is our punishment. Maybe it's time to start planning a vacation ...
Andy is the president, publisher and founder of OnMilwaukee. He returned to Milwaukee in 1996 after living on the East Coast for nine years, where he wrote for The Dallas Morning News Washington Bureau and worked in the White House Office of Communications. He was also Associate Editor of The GW Hatchet, his college newspaper at The George Washington University.
Before launching OnMilwaukee.com in 1998 at age 23, he worked in public relations for two Milwaukee firms, most of the time daydreaming about starting his own publication.
Hobbies include running when he finds the time, fixing the rust on his '75 MGB, mowing the lawn at his cottage in the Northwoods, and making an annual pilgrimage to Phoenix for Brewers Spring Training.
