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Winter in Wisconsin affords a particularized form of bonding. ‘Round about November we start staying “cold enough for ya?” and by the middle of December we realize we need some-thing new to do, so we take heavy stones and slide them across the ice. Or we drill holes in the ice and go fishing. Or we cut holes in the ice and jump in the water. Or we freeze brandy into ice and serve it as slush. Yes, a lot of Wisconsin traditions must seem strange to the outside world, but if you’ve never been snowed in for four months, you just wouldn’t understand. Funny, our summer lives seem perfectly idyllic in comparison. OK, a diet of grilled eastern European sausages may be kind of ridiculous, but a summer devoted to softball, canoeing, and open-water fishing would be a normal — if not enviable — way of life for any American. It’s only when the temperature drops that we break out the broom ball and challenge each other to long-distance ski jumps. Yes, it takes a certain kind of mindset to survive a Wisconsin winter, and I’m reminded of it every time I see Shuggypop Jackson — or every time I don’t see him, rather. Shuggypop, not his real name, is a Wisconsin expatriate who came home to winter for the first time in 15 years. I used to love his droll take on the state, the quips you heard nearly every night when he rode up on his bicycle, but I’ve seen Shuggypop about five times in the previous four months. Otherwise he stays holed up in his apartment and writes me emails, poor guy. Read his sad saga in the lead essay to this package. The rest of this issue was also borne of too much time spent indoors. Bri Rupel writes an ode to her bowling league, while Amber Miller finds her serenity in another hobby, tai chi, which she has to bring to snowy fields to practice. As for the other inimitable hobbies profiled in this issue — broom ball, ski jump, polar plunge — they have to be products pure winter boredom. And speaking of pure winter boredom, did you see the vote totals for Tuesday’s mayoral election? Oh, I kid, I kid, but rest assured we’ll be covering that story in depth in future issues. Evidently this really is our winter of discontent, and it’s created a dream election — at least from the perspective of a youthful independent news weekly: a 24-year-old with Navy SEAL experience versus a city councilwoman with a progressive edge. So stay with us as we follow that developing Matt Harter/Dorothy Lenard race, but first we’ll celebrate with some hot apple pie — in liquid form, naturally — and play a few hands of sheepshead. It's the Wisconsin way after all. — Adam Bissen
Letter from the Editor
Table of ContentsMaria Pint says goodbye 6
Snowed In: Shuggy's first winter in Wisconsin after 15 years 7
Wisco Winter Activities!broomball, tai chi, bowling, Polar Plunge 8-9
86th annual Snowflake Ski JumpA photo spread 10
DHQ is Back! 11 Making the Band: Tour Smart with Martin Atkins 12
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Social Networking
NAME AND AGE: Joshua Franke 25 BIRTHPLACE:La Crosse, Wis.
CURRENT JOB: Waiter, striving arteest
DREAM JOB: A greeter on a street corner
COVETED SUPERPOWER: Ability to fly
DREAM VACATION:Canada
FAVORITE LOCAL RESTAURANT: Freighthouse and Yoko's
FAVORITE BAR IN TOWN: Bodega
3 MOVIES YOU’D TAKE ON A DESERTED ISLAND: Stop Making Sense, Forrest Gump, Be Kind Rewind
CITY OR COUNTRY? Country
TELL US A JOKE: I'm horrible at jokes, although on the other hand ... I have other fingers.
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Second Supper’s finally on the so-cial networking bandwagon, with a whole chain of townies to answer our deliciously revealing questions. Each week, the interviewee will name someone they're connected to, who will become the next per-son interviewed, and so it shall continue. You see? We really are all connected.
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I must admit, I don't really get the whole Mixed Martial Arts competitive fighting thing. I mean, a bunch of muscular, toned, taut, fit, oily dudes with their hands all over each other's hard bodies, trying to force one other into prone positions, grappling with one another while semi-nude, each displaying his strength and dexterity, and...what was I talking about again? Oh, right. Well, my boy-friend is a huge fan of MMA fighting, so I assume a lot of other folks around here must be into it, too. So this weekend, instead of watching Ultimate Fighting Championship videos in your buddy's basement and avoiding your girlfriend, bring the whole group on down to the La Crosse Center for the rare opportunity to see MMA fighters live in action. The MMA Independent Alliance and Brutal Fight Night will be hosting The Introduction: All American Cage Fighting, and many of the Midwest's own athletes will be featured in the event, including Mike Howell, Matt Hirsch, and Jake Doerr. I once likened MMA fighting to ballet: I don't really understand the intricacies of the art, so I don't think I can fully appreciate it. But if I knew the diligence and skill required for those pirou-ettes, you're damn right I'd be cheering in the front row! As an added bonus, ladies, my boyfriend said he'd love me forever if I got him tickets to Brutal La Crosse, so grab your seats while you can. — Emily Faeth
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Not often do I agree with the sayings in Chi-nese fortune cookies. What makes me mad is that they’re not even fortunes any more; they just tend to be random sayings that don’t even make sense when you add “in bed” at the end. That’s the whole point of reading those little pieces of paper aloud! The parade has officially been rained on folks. But I can hardly be upset with the fortune I cracked open the other day: “Everyone agrees you are the best. Lucky Numbers: 5, 13, 48, 100.” Quite obviously that one is spot on. Was it chance that I happened to pick that one up while my roommate got “Expect a surprise in your future”? I think not, seeing as how she al-most got hit by a car on her way to class the next day. So clearly not a coincidence. I also happen to truly believe that saying was meant for me because of the lucky num-bers printed on it. Like everyone and their brother, my favorite number is 13 (note: this is one of the few times I will actually describe my-self as ordinary, enjoy it) so that fits me. More important than that however, is the last num-ber on the list: 100. What you are reading at this very moment just happens to be my one hundredth column for the Second Supper. Consider yourself part of history now. Now I don’t know if you guys know this, but I’m kind of a big deal. And the fact that “College Sucks” has made it to 100 issues is an even bigger deal because to be honest, I can’t believe you guys haven’t gotten sick of me by now. Every column I have written has been about 900 words, and if you do the math, that means I have written approximately 90,000 words all about me. I am frankly shocked at myself for having that much to say about…well, myself. I’ve discussed love, life, politics, and of course college and how it sucks (and rocks if you have to know) with you fine readers and I have to apologize, because I’m sure I’ve re-peated myself lots along the way. But I also take comfort in knowing that most of you reading this right now have not read every single “Col-lege Sucks.” In fact, I hope none of you have. I’ve been writing this little diddy for two and
a half years now which is legitimately the longest re-lationship I’ve ever been in. It was good for me, was it good for you? I was just a little college freshmen when this whole process began; I was practically a baby! I saw the Second Supper through some changes and the Second Supper stuck with me as my writing style grew and matured right along with me. I’m actually glad that very few people remember my early stuff, because it really did suck. I just wasn’t that great of a writer when I began at the
Second Supper and I’m a big enough person to admit that now. Second Supper not only improved my writing style though, but helped shape who I am as a person in general; scary thought, I know. But writing this column every week has gotten me a little fame in La Crosse and now I’m an egotistical brat on a power trip. Thanks for that, SS. I knew I really had a problem when I heard about the La Crosse Dancing with the Stars event coming up and I legitimately got upset that I wasn’t invited to be one of the stars. True, I can’t dance and I’m not really a La Crosse celebrity, but I was still offended for some rea-son. And that’s when I knew something had to change. It saddens me to have to tell you this reader, but you are currently perusing the 100th “College Sucks” as well as the last one. It’s time for me to throw up the deuces and say farewell to my little column and the Second Supper in an effort to deflate my ego a little. Don’t cry for me greater La Crosse area, the truth is I never loved you. This may come as a shock to you, but it’s been in the works for a while, in my head at least. Unfortunately, my major has nothing to do with writing, journalism or the English lan-guage in general. I’m at that point in my col-lege career where my extracurricular activities really need to be adding to my résumé and I don’t think “stuck-up columnist” is going to do anything for me professionally. As a math major, I should probably be thinking more about num-bers and less about me. In all seriousness though, I really have en-joyed being in a Second Supper columnist for so long. I always get a kick out of fan mail and I totally love it when people recognize me on the street and tell me so; even if it is a little upsetting that people recognize me from a toi-let picture. I’ve definitely enjoyed being a semi-celebrity in La Crosse (I’m totally cooler than Dan Breeden, that’s for sure) and I thank you all for giving me that opportunity. Oh, and do me one last favor reader: if they try to replace me with another college chick who thinks she’s the coolest thing since sliced bread, don’t even give her a chance. Ma-ria Pint is just someone you can’t replace like that (seems appropriate to end on a totally vain comment like that, right? Peace out.).
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By birthright, I'm a Wisconsinite, but after being away from this climate for 15 years, apparently my DNA doesn't have that imprint anymore. How did I ever survive the winters around here when I was a kid? In fact, I remember I really liked winter and would get buck wild playing in the snow. These days however, you can insert all the whining and four letter words about winter you want here, but I won't waste my column space bitching about it. However, after a nasty spill on some ice and a genuine phobic avoidance of arctic temperatures, I've been sitting on my couch for over a month in hibernation mode healing my knee. Cabin fe-ver? Bring it! So, with all this free time, all the things I could do! Maybe I'll write the book I've been formulating in my brain. Perhaps I'll finally learn how to play the cello or marimba or something. There's no end to the novels I've been meaning to read. I could go buy an easel and some paints and get all Bob Ross. Learning another language could always be fun, perhaps Russian, or Swahili, or maybe Farsi. I could bake pies, become a T'ai Chi master, raise an ant farm, get some rock hard abs, or learn how to do magic! But the reality is, just about every day I've sat on my couch after stumbling out of my bed and watch CNN to get my Obamamania fix. Throughout the winter, Lou Dobbs, Wolf Blitzer and Campbell Brown have become my best friends. Technically, CNN is background noise while I live my fabulous online life with my trusted Mac Book. Ahh, the self-indulgent world of leisure we live in where any creative project can take form online, in my case on shuggypop.com, the corner of the Internet that has sat around for over a year waiting for my brain to explode ideas all over it. Someday I'll get to that. Instead I just open my laptop and get my daily online crack fix, which always inevitably leads me to getting caught up on something random like thisiswhyyourefat.com or reading about Ernest Borgnine on Wikipe-dia. It was early on in my hibernation that I got a drunk-text from my friend Sarah in Texas tell-ing me to get on Facebook chat. I must have been the last person to become aware of this feature, as there always seems to be a couple dozen of my rather modest collection of 251 Facebook friends online at any given moment to catch up with. I'm pretty sure Maria Pint never gets off that site, as she jumps on my nuts the second I log on every single day. You'd
think she had something better to do while she was vacationing in Peru, wouldn't you? After I realize how much of my day has passed with mindless Internet surfing, I usually figure I should be productive and earn some dollars. Lucky for me, my job consists of sitting on my computer, so basically nothing changes. I think about how maybe I should take a shower or wash some dishes or something, but lazi-ness usually wins. So for a few hours I crank out the snarky drivel you read in this paper and for other freelance writing jobs I have. I seem to be much less productive at this lately though, mostly because of that damn Facebook chat window I leave open. After all, I have sev-eral friends who have been laid off the past few months (damn you recession!) who are living the couch potato Internet lifestyle as well that need my online companionship to cheer them up throughout the day. Eventually, my brain turns to pudding from zombieing out on the computer screen cou-pled with my body's inertia. On a good day, I'll break through my malaise and hobble around the hallways of the apartment building, maybe do some yoga stretches, but not nearly enough exercise to qualify for anything above the level of sloth. A few times, friends have stopped by to keep me company, but for the most part, I've been a solitary man during this time. I like be-ing around people, this heavy amount of alone time has tested my sanity on several occasions, making me resemble Martin Sheen doing ka-rate in his undies in a Saigon hotel room at the beginning of Apocalypse Now. That is where the sweet numbing effects of trash TV come in to play. Rock of Love Bus has been a personal favorite, as has Sober House with that loveable trainwreck of a human Steven Adler. And that has pretty much been my daily existence for the winter. Mind mush cabin fever like whoa. For the love of puppies, get me outta here! Oh yeah, and I applied for grad school at UW-L while I've been sitting around doing pretty much nothing. I even got called in for an interview. Since my verdict isn't in on that one yet, mum is the word, but feel free to wish me luck! As for all those grandiose plans men-tioned at the beginning of this column, ummm, yeah, none of it has happened. I started to read Blood Meridian by Cormac McCarthy, but only got a couple of chapters into it and now it sits unloved, just waiting for me to regain the mo-mentum to get back into it. Ahh, winter in Wis-consin, you make me understand why people here drink so much.
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By Amber [email protected]
So, winter in Wisconsin, eh? Alright, I’ll give it to the snowflakes for being pretty and hot choco-late for being miraculous, but winter as a whole just gets to be damn depressing. Being stuck inside, breathing microbe-infested air, gorging ourselves on old thawed-out Christmas cook-ies (and I know I’m not the only one) gets to be too much. There really is something to that whole winter-induced depression thing, and just when I was starting to consider therapy, I realized I had something much more effective in my feel-better arsenal: tai chi. Tai chi is an ancient Chinese form of ex-ercise that was originally developed for self-de-fense over 2,000 years ago. When I say “form of exercise,” I mean that in every possible way — it exercises your body, your consciousness, and possibly your universe. It is a series of fluid postures that, when practiced and done skillfully, morph into one another like evo-lution. Just watching someone else practice tai chi is relaxing, but learning to do it your-self is life-changing. It was for me, at least. I took a class through our fine city’s Park and Rec De-partment quite a while ago, and it has been one of the most positive experiences of my life. And it was way cheaper than therapy. I remember being so eager to learn all of it right away, but one must be patient. It took a couple of weeks to learn all the pos-tures, and the whole process was magical. The interesting part is that there is always room for improvement — you can learn to breathe more deeply, or move more effort-lessly, or hold a certain posture in a more advanced position. And there are several forms of tai chi as well. It’s like a lifetime opportunity that can grow old with you and continue to influence you as you prog-ress. When I recently realized that the winter blues were gettin’ me down, I hadn’t practiced tai chi in a while. See, there’s something about practicing outside that
just seemed necessary to me. During the summer and fall, I would kick off my shoes, find a nice grassy knoll, and let my-self be transformed by the an-cient art. I would feel instantly relaxed and energized simulta-neously, in control and able to submit to the wild nature of life at the same time. Therein was the problem — I desperately needed tai chi, but the ground was covered (until recently) with multiple feet of snow. And I certainly couldn’t do it inside — it just feels wrong to me. The only possible solution was to suit up and brave the cruel Wisconsin cold. I threw on a few layers and climbed into the snow pile of my back-yard. The snow had a half-inch thick layer of ice on it that my feet smashed through with each step. The cold air woke my lungs
out their deep state of hibernation, and dense snowflakes settled into my eyelashes, only to melt as tears seconds later. Balance was an entirely different feeling, perched as I was on precariously shifting snow molecules. But the effect was the same — I hadn’t felt better all winter. It was more difficult and took more focus to practice on snow than on grass, but I felt it added to the experience. I had practiced in strong winds, and pouring rain, and the blinding brightness of sunset next to the river — all were mystical in the differences that they bring out in the process. The snow tai chi experiment may have been my favorite of all, perhaps just because I needed it so badly in the slump of January. I’m glad to have remembered, and to have been adventurous enough to try it out in sub-zero temperatures. To all you real Sconnies out there, lace up your boots and give it a shot.
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Ever since its inception in Canada during the early 1900s, broomball has always stuck out as an odd duck in the world of winter sports. Historians believe that the esoteric sport origi-nally started in Iceland in the 10th century, with games featuring whole villages playing for days on end, with some of the players even winding up dead. Eventually, this seemingly bloodthirsty sport mellowed out, and spread to our won-derful neighbors of the north. From Canada, the sport trickled down to the States, where it amassed quite a fan following, especially in the Midwest — most notably Minnesota and Wisconsin. Today, La Crosse is lucky enough to have a broomball league that starts every year at the beginning of January and continues on to the end of February. Broomball, for those who are unfamiliar with the mechanics of the game, involves much of the same ideas that are involved in modern ice hockey. The game is played on a ice rink, and pits two teams of six players each (five play-ers on the ice, one goalie) against each other. Instead of ice skates, the players wear shoes, usually fitted with a soft plastic sole to provide better traction while on the ice. The broom itself is not actually a broom (a reference to when the game was originally played with kitchen brooms with the bristles frozen solid), but rather a wooden or metal stick with a spe-cially designed plastic, triangular head. Instead of a puck, the game is played using a small plas-tic or rubber ball, usually colored bright orange or blue. The size of the ball is slightly smaller than that of a baseball, and glides around on the ground. The La Crosse league requires that there be at least one women on the ice at all times, and that all of the players are over 18. Despite having a rather high popularity during the mid-1980s, the number of teams has dropped dra-matically Mike Brogan, the current director of Holmen Park & Recreation Department, has been playing broomball for years. Lately, he’s noticed that the popularity of the sport has died down from the league’s conception. “[The
popularity] grew during the mid-nineties when we had about 16 teams playing. And then there were a couple of years of 50 degree weather in February which kind of slowed things down.” As the weather began to warm up during the early months of the year, the use of an outside ice rink was no longer a possibility. For a while, the broomball league of La Crosse almost ceased to be, but thanks to the dedication of the players, the league man-aged to hold on. “The city had dropped it for a couple years. We kind of kept it going just as players, then the city picked up the sponsor-ship just last year.” The league existed simply as players who loved the game, keeping broomball alive in the region until the La Crosse Park & Recreations department picked up sponsor-ship for the league last year. For those of us who feel winter is simply nothing but the season in which we feel our mid-sections grow, broomball can prove to be a much more fulfilling and healthier alternative. Brogan described the game as one of the best ways to keep in shape over the course of the winter: “Most of us don’t like to do anything in the winter time, it gives us good exercise. It gives us something to do outside — even when it's 10 below. You’re always running around, sweating.” The future of the broomball league of La Crosse is uncertain. While there are still dedi-cated teams that play (all from businesses in La Crosse), the number of teams have dropped drastically over the years, and the league is looking to recruit younger members. When I asked Mike about the current popularity of the sport, he responded with an announcement to all of the younglings out there to take up the sport. “For those that play it, they still love it. I guess that’s the biggest thing. I guess we need to get more younger players.” Broomball, with its historic past, still re-mains one of the better ways to keep your self in shape during the winter months. Hopefully, the La Crosse broomball league will see a surge in applications for new teams next year…who know! Maybe your team will be able to topple last years’ reigning champs!
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By Emily [email protected]
As the niece of a man with Down syndrome, I've seen firsthand the positive effects partici-pation in the Special Olympics has on its ath-letes. Not only is my Uncle Jim much better at bowling than I am: he's also had opportunities to stay in shape and have fun with his friends that he might not have had without the annual games. Founded in 1968, non-profit Special Olympics has grown to help hundreds of mil-lions of athletes hone their talents and show-case their hard work. The positives of involve-ment with Special Olympics don't stop with its athletes, though: The countless volunteers who have helped to make the games happen over the years have also reaped the rich rewards of friendship, cooperation, and community in-volvement so elemental to the organization. This year's Coulee Region Polar Plunge is your chance to lend a hand to this worthy cause. On March 7, teams and individuals from across the Coulee Region will be running, jumping, or hes-itantly walking into the frigid waters of Black River Beach in La Crosse. Teams are asked to collect pledges to raise money to benefit Spe-cial Olympics. The Polar Plunge began in 1999 right here in La Crosse, and Special Olympics Wisconsin is now holding ten plunges state-wide with a pledge goal of $1 million. There's still plenty of time to get involved with this year's Polar Plunge. Online registra-tion is available at specialolympicswisconsin.org/polar_plunge.asp, where you can find de-tails about how to create a Web site for your team to collect pledges and raise support for your group. Many local employers also offer to match the pledges raised by their company
teams, so ask your boss and your coworkers to help you get involved. Pre-registration is also available. On March 4, Task Karate at 1100 Kane St will be registering Plungers from 4-6:30 p.m., and on March 5, UW-La Crosse's Port O' Call Lounge, Kwik Trip in Tomah, and the Onalaska Center for Commerce and Tourism will all be holding registration events. Howie's on La Crosse Street will also be registering Plung-ers the following day. If you're a procrastina-tor, though, you can still register on the day of the Plunge at Black River Beach beginning at 9 a.m. If the idea of submerging yourself excru-ciatingly cold water doesn't exactly appeal to you, however, you can take the easy route as register as "Too Chicken To Plunge." You'll also get a lovely long-sleeved T-shirt to stay warm in advertising your lack of gumption, but hey, I'm not here to judge. As a thank-you for your gallantry, follow-ing the Plunge is an evening of entertainment and refreshments at Howie's. The Celebration Party goes from 5-8 p.m. with free food and free admission for all Plungers. The Post Plunge Party continues into the evening, with Trouble Shooter starting at 9 p.m. Admission to the Post Plunge Party is $5. An event wouldn't be an event without spectators to cheer on those brave enough to participate, so even if you don't plan to Plunge, head down to the Black River Beach on March 7 to cheer on Team Second Supper! I'm still a little hesitant to leap into the barely-not-freez-ing waters, but I'm planning on starting a train-ing regimen that will include cold showers and leaping naked into snowbanks afterward. While we at Second Supper generally advise against jumping into the river, the rule of thumb is hereby suspended!
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As they do for most people, winters wear me down. Of course, if I were a skier or snowmo-biler, I'd probably have nicer things to say about the season. I'd probably revel in the sight of fresh powder being dumped from the sky. But I don't participate really in any winter activities, save for the occasional snowball fight. Winter activities for me usually include scarfing down a lot more comfort food, guzzling pots of hot coffee, and upping my status as bar-fly to some-thing more along the lines of bar-eagle or -hawk. It was on one of my recent nights as a re-incarnated bird of prey when my phone began to buzz in my pocket. I set down my creamy de-licious stout and unfolded my phone to reveal a peculiar text message from my friend — and co-worker — Joe. "Hey!" The message began excitedly. "U wanna be on a bowling league team with me, Melissa and Chris?!" Bowling league? I took another drink and thought back to about five years ago, when I was perusing a garage sale with a friend. Stroll-ing up the driveway of a stranger, I wasn't really looking for anything in particular when I spot-ted a gem near the garage: A killer '70s-era gray bowling bag with bright blue and white stripes. The price tag read $1. One dollar! There was a problem though. The bag had a ball in it. Don't get me wrong, the ball was pretty snappy too — marbled dark gray and white, with the words "Lucky Strike" etched out in script along with a four-leaf clover — but I'm not a bowler. "I'll pay the full price," I explained to the owner of the merchandise, who had ap-proached me after noticing my excitement, "but I just want the bag, I don't need the ball." "No no no," he said playfully, "ya gotta take the ball too! Come on, both items for a dollar? You can't pass that up." After convincing me to keep the ball along with my snazzy new carry-on bag, he nudged
me. "Hey," he said with a huge grin, "ya never know, that old thing might come in handy!" And it did for five years — as a door stop, a half-assed weight for workouts, and a massive dust collector. Odd thing is, even through the multitude of times I packed up and moved in five years (six moves total. Six.) I could nev-er find the heart to leave that ball behind. It moved right along with me. "Hell yes," I thumbed into my phone in response to Joe's query. "I'm in." It was time for ol' Lucky Strike to finally get some lovin'. No more than a few days later, there I was at Pla-mor Lanes for Service In-dustry Night, standing in line with my Bodega cohorts waiting to get shoes. As we laced up, excitement — but also a bit of nerves — began to build for the first game of the season. Turns out the four of us had never been huge bowlers, not to mention we were complete novices when it came to league play. In fact, the last time I had been bowling was close to two years prior. My teammates revealed similar truths as they wondered out loud when they had last knocked down some pins. "Wow," said Melissa shaking her head. "I can't even remember." Were we about to get nailed? Was some guy going to accost me if my toe crossed the line? I pictured it happening just like that famous scene in The Big Lebowski. I would unknowing-ly mess up. A Walter Sobchek look-alike would wave a glock in my face and shout: "Bri, this is not 'Nam. This is bowling. There are rules." Alright, so I'm exaggerat-ing here. I knew I wasn't going to
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Dispatches from HQ!Democracy Proves...REWARDING!
Nothing says America like rash gambling — err, I mean democracy, which is what made Tuesday night especially exciting for the Second Sup-per crew. We did our home-work on this mayoral primary. Last week we published pro-files on all seven candidates for mayor, and previously we had run extended interviews with incumbent Mark John-srud and leading challenger Dorothy Lenard. Moreover, we live in the middle of town,
have friends around the city, and hear the calls for progressive change. Sure, we’re not those chatterboxes on WIZM, but we thought we could make as good of a predication as anyone else on how the mayors race would fall — which led to a natural development: gambling. We had six takers for the first-annual Second Supper mayoral pool. That was one less than the actual number of candidates on the ballot, but since it only cost a dollar to enter, I figured the other holdouts were just scared to tussle against a professional politi-cal prognosticator like myself. We’re big-picture gamblers, so the entrants had to rank all seven candidates on their prospective finish. Originally, I put Lenard at the top of my list, but scratched it in favor of Johnsrud. He had to have some supporters in town, right? Evidently not. When I saw the final vote tally at 8:45 p.m., I was honestly shocked, probability more surprised by these results than any election I had ever observed. John-srud, a seemingly capable mayor who presided over a seemingly respectable period of growth, got trounced. Fifth place! Matt Harter, a 24-year-old political novice, got two and a half times as many votes as Johnsrud to finish second. Shows what I know — I picked Harter to finish fourth — but those are just details to be muddied over by historians and daily newspaper reporters (and probably me in a future issue). Right now, I’ve got six bucks to blow! That’s right, I tapped my insider political knowledge to profit from a gambling pool on a public election. Is that ethical? Or legal? Probably not, but go ahead and call the cops on me. I already won another bet later Tuesday night on whether the guy driving the wrong way in front of our office would get arrested for drunk driving. That one was a no-brainer. — Adam Bissen
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been a better reporter — or at least the slightest bit anal retentive — I could tell you how long I’ve been sporting this cheek growth, but I think I’ve had it since some time around November. My only frame of reference is that I had a mustache for Halloween, lost it, and can’t remember the last time I shaved. This is probably about the 20th beard I’ve grown in my lifetime — an approximation without deference to 5 o’clock shadows, camping trips, or Ryan Seacrest-ian fashion — so I don’t feel like musing on the hipness or significance of my beard, as other writers have (most of whom live in Brooklyn). It just comes out of my face. This particular beard is noteworthy, however, in that I have never trimmed it once. Sure, I clean up the chin, but my cheeks are as unruly as a class of second graders. This is what I would look like as a northern European hunter-gatherer, just returned to the village — fewer ID checks at the beer barrel, sure, but excepting a certain streak of Neanderthal-ette, fewer looks from the ladies in the clan. Way more high-fives from the bros, though! And although the onset of spring will bring a shearing of this wildcat beard, I don’t expect that ratio to change any time in the immediate future. Prepare yourself, Coulee Region. It’s mustache time! — Adam Bissen
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By Brett [email protected] Chalk Sunday, February 8, as one more night the citizens — and more importantly the bands — of La Crosse missed the boat. Worse still, this boat ride was free. After I climbed the Warehouse stairs, I expected to see the stage room overflowing with musicians from all walks of sound, here to sponge up music knowledge. Around the stage, where a projector screen disclosed Martin Atkins’ career highlights, ev-ery cracked vinyl couch and metal chair in the house circled their wagons. On these seats sprawled a crowd of thirty or so musician-errants, through it was difficult to determine who was here to learn about touring and who was here to see Martin Atkins, bandleader of Pigface, drummer for Public Image Ltd., under-ground cosmonaut. But regardless of motive, anyone who came to Atkins’ presentation left knowing a new thing or twenty about the mu-sic business. Which begs the question: where the fuck were the rest of you? Ahem. The posh-suited being with thick framed specs and scattered straw hair that is Martin Atkins didn’t storm the stage, didn’t kick the air or howl Paul Stanley stage banter at his loung-ing audience. Instead, he snuck into the crowd’s sight, and with a click of a remote Atkins start-ed a collage of video and bombast documenting his long and storied career. Halfway through, he clicked it away. “I get so tired of looking at myself,” he almost whispered. This introduction dictated the tone of Tour Smart. For the two hours to follow, Atkins fluttered through his material with the swerves that mark all great professors: mild-mannered yet deadly serious, spacey yet keenly aware, lu-bricating the information with a generous dose of humor and wit. “How many rock stars are out there?” he asked the audience, who shifted uncomfortably in their stage fright seats. A click followed, and the screen reflected fast food hipsteria. “Jimmy John’s is hiring rock stars.” Laughter. The crowd began to loosen. In accord with Atkins’ style, there was a point beneath the joke, and this initial point was that rock stars are as dead as Nietzsche. Downloading has destroyed the old model of the music business, music generating programs like Songsmith shout “Fuck the Band!” and Proctor & Gamble has a record label. Whereas most media creeps conform to the mantra of
“Think outside the box,” Atkins asks, “Where’s the fucking box?” It’s that old compromise between Hera-clitus and Parmenides, that the only constant is change. Back in the '80s blank cassette tapes were vilified as the big evil, the artifact to bring down the corporate music scheme. It didn’t exactly happen that way. The conditions of the business as well as the byroads between mu-sician and audience are always in flux; music — more importantly good music — has always been big enough to adapt. It’s the shitty music that is only as strong as its ad campaign which falls under the wheels. Boo hoo. Atkins’ main strategy in order for a band to avoid the swill heap is simple: “Have a fuck-ing strategy!” This involves being as creatively DIY as possible, learning many marketable skills far beyond the call of day-to-day musicianship in scope, taking responsibility for everything, and planning with the same precision as Chi-nese tacticians and pro athletes. A band’s at-titude must be humble and low-key, taking on small challenges and building these entities into monuments. To illustrate this point, Atkins cited a show from years past involving a band playing to a crowd of 17. The band? U2. Atkins left the show — in his words, “they were crap” — but his point is well made. Throughout the rest of the presentation Atkins offered many kingmaking ideas, all of which are flexible in the face of the greater god, Momentum. A band will waste less gas, spend less money, and play more shows on the east side of the United States, which accounts for 85 percent of major markets. The West Coast, as glamorous as it’s billed to be, has the most ex-pensive gas prices and longer, more dangerous drives. Those would-be stars who slug their way to Hollywood will likely discover — as I can personally attest — that the Whiskey a Go-Go is an overhyped, narcissistic, suck-shit venue. Bands are better off staying closer to home and avoiding jumps into America’s bloat-ed, jaded culture capitals until their names are made. Part of making these names involves mer-chandising the brand. Despite the omnipres-ent sellout catcalls which plague and prejudice bands through their lifespans, Atkins mapped out alternatives to impersonal mass marketing. The idea, especially in light of music’s grow-ing profitlessness, is this: merchandise must go above and beyond the usual to connect with an audience and justify the purchase. Thus, the digitization and depersonalization of music has made the role of art in its commerce more vital than ever in creating collector’s items. Atkins illustrated this point with personal artifacts from his career: album packaging made of Chi-nese propaganda posters, the embossed metal case for PiL’s Metal Box, cut up stage scenery, and scratch n’ sniff. Even T-shirts can be made personalized on the cheap and easy due to the wonders of bleach and screen printing. With enough foresight and a commitment to work far beyond the line of reason, bands stand a definite maybe, kind of, possible chance of success. But Martin Atkins makes a stronger, more probable, occasionally Teutonic promise to all who take the sonic road. You are fucked. If you missed Tour:Smart, one of the best events to hit town in ages, you’re more fucked.
Bibliophile
The Tour:Smart presentation this week was remarkable not only for what it discussed but what it suggested. The two hour program of-fered the audio-visual aspect of Martin Atkins’ lessons, but it barely skimmed the surface. These lectures are gateway drugs to a larger education, obtainable by plunking down a Jack-son and getting the book. This illustrates one of his primary rules of merchandising: create a unique product and connect with an audience. Which he did. While this tour certainly accomplishes this, the Tour:Smart book is much more than a piece of salable product. Simply put, this is one of the best books about the insides of being in a road band ever made. At over 550 pages in length, Tour:Smart is as comprehensive a tome as is likely to be found about the topic. Sources as diverse as musicians, corporate sponsors, doctors, and weiner plasterers contribute a piggybank’s worth of two cents to the compi-lation. Though the cast is typically culled from rock orbits and not much mention is made of other genres, these ideas are easily applicable to any style of music short of the orchestral. Many are even applicable to other media. Some of the chapters are, if not conven-
tional, expected: proper networking, the effects of various drugs, transportation, dealing with cops, and of course sex. Were it not for the book’s tendency to mix personal anecdotes and horror stories amidst these lessons, the chapters would fall flat onto the usual how-to-be-a-rawk-star dreck. As it stands, these easy ideas, even when they are repeated over and over and drilled into the reader’s skull, are cap-tivating without being exhibitionist or self-glo-rifying. But the book dares to go further into likely untrammeled territory. How many music business books discuss the glory of Microsoft Excel, list the populations of every American city, and meticulously detail every which way to turn a profit? (And how many music business books have the brass balls to quote Billy Mack from Love, Actually?) Sure, the stories in Tour:Smart will get the immediate attention, but the details and strategies will keep a band alive. The final mixture is a stunning tome that will absorb anyone interested in the music business. In a very unreligious sense, this is a Bible, a total reference for touring musicians with a minimum half-life of decades. If you play music for anyone beyond yourself, this is your book. — Brett Emerson
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Martin Atkins – Tour:Smart (2007)
Bizzaro Masterpiece Theatre
This gem arrived at the Second Supper HQ by mistake. Nonetheless, Sweatin’ to the Oldies was prized immediately, placed high atop the office mantle for all to bask in Richard Sim-mons’ short-shorts magnificence. And for a time, all was well. Still, it wasn’t quite right. Richard Simmons was not meant to live in a cellophane cocoon. His work needed to shine! It was always as-sumed that Sweatin’ would one day grace these pages, but it took some time to get around to it. But during one of our late-night boozy gath-erings, I took action. The DVD descended from its mantle and I removed the disc from its case. A group of us gathered round the television and took in the horrible, horrible beauty of Richard Simmons, Pied Piper of healthy living, leading a multitude off the cliff of good taste. This piece isn’t meant to knock Richard Simmons’ good work, or the people in the film who are trying to get into shape. As far as I can tell, Simmons has his heart in the right place, and his message that it’s important for people to take care of themselves is as important now as it’s ever been. But Simmons himself admits that one of his many faces is that of the jester, attempting to lighten the mood. Though I’ve seen footage of the guy getting weepy because Howard Stern referred to him as “womanly,” Richard Simmons is aware of his campiness and embraces it, which makes this performance all the more awesome.
Following a sweet anti-piracy commercial where Simmons busts his own mom for copy-ing his tapes, the main show kicks in. Richard leads the prance in front of what may be the goofiest, most be-mulleted band ever allowed in front of a camera. As the participants get down in front of the stage, musicians on oc-casion jump down from the background and rip wicked guitar solos and saxophone med-leys alongside Richard. The selection of songs is straight from the squeaky-clean side of the '50s, and for their parts, the sweaters perform some of the twitchiest and most bizarre honky dances I’ve ever seen. When the sweating ends, the fun is far from over. The Special Features kick in imme-diately and are full of Richard Simmons good-ness. The majority of the post-show involves Richard giving Lifetime Network monologues about his parents and finding the courage to help himself. Additional interview fodder is giv-en to Richard’s assistant, a sunken-eyed siren who appears to have genitalia sticking out from one armpit. The gang watches the 20-year-old footage and sings along with severe enthusiasm. It’s a bit creepy, but great. Cheers to Richard Simmons, for mak-ing such an important message so hilarious. — Brett Emerson
Richard Simmons: Sweatin’ to the Oldies
Making the band
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Although the new Leinenkugel’s has been out for months, I’d actually been saving this review for a day like yesterday. You might recall it, Tues-day. Remember when it was warm for like a week in a row (30 degrees), all the snow melt-ed, and it was actually pleasant to be outside? Yeah, that’s when I wanted my spring bock. To-day, it’s been snowing for like 12 straight hours, and I’m sucking down the same 1888 Bock I had the day before — only it’s not half as good as I remember it. Yeah, this review would prob-ably have been more laudatory had I written it on warm day, but, alas, we got to partying, the 12-pack disappeared, and now I’m drink-ing a replacement spring beer on a disheart-ening winter’s night. The thing is, a bock isn’t traditionally a spring beer. It’s supposed to be hearty and warming and robust in the old tra-dition. Here, Lenenkugel’s just made another weak batch. The 1888 Bock starts off promising with a dark mahogany pour and a thin grey head that dissipates quickly. The aroma is freshly malted with hints of apples and hops that — to me anyway — evokes the smell of spring in the countryside. For being a bock, a languid
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1888 BockLeinenkugel Brewing CompanyChippewa Falls, Wisconsin
brew that tradition-ally seeps into the cheeks, this Leines surprises the tongue with crispness. Malts dominate the front-end of the beer — pale roasted in the German tradition — with the slight taste of raisins and brown sugar. It’s not especially bock-like, but the first sips are fresh and interesting. Then the entire beer seems to wash away. Like a lot of recent Leinenkugel’s offerings, the 1888 Bock is thin-bodied, simplistic, overly carbon-ated, and cloying. Despite a promising begin-ning, this Leinenkugel’s seems to fade to water, which isn’t especially attractive to a Wiscon-sinite in February. It’s a noteworthy attempt, I guess, and at least Leines got off its recent fruity beer kick, but lately that Chippewa Falls stalwart appears to be going through the mo-tions. Let’s hope its next new release, an amber ale, will put the brewer back on track. — Adam Bissen
Appearance: 7
Aroma: 6
Taste: 6
Mouthfeel: 5
Drinkability: 7
Total: 31
This week, I want to move from the specific nature of reviewing a particular bean, or blend of beans, to the broader nature of coffee as an entity, and more particularly, the nature of mak-ing coffee perfectly. Every bean has strengths and weaknesses, and many different people with various roles are involved in the final product. First, the cof-fee grower selects the type of bean that will excel in the specific microclimate of the farm. Different methods of processing the beans definitely matter too, and then they’re onto the roaster. If you aren’t sure what roasting does for a coffee bean, let me give you a brief synop-sis. Coffee beans are small, dull, and green when they are unroasted. The roaster has the power to select certain traits of a bean, like the great master of evolution, natural selection. This person decides which traits to accentu-ate and which to burn away, all by controlling the degree of roasting. A bean from Costa Rica will taste completely different depending on whether it is roasted light, dark, or somewhere in between. Of course, the roaster can’t simply decide on a trait-by-trait basis what the coffee will taste like. Sticking with the Costa Rica exam-ple: these beans have the potential to be very bright, floral, and fruity. If the beans are roasted too darkly, the coffee will not have these char-acteristics, at least not to the level it would if roasted lightly. Likewise, a roaster can’t make
JavaThe perfect roast
Film
I'm reluctant to second the immense praise Let the Right One In has garnered over the past several months. Both Newsweek and Ain't It Cool News named it the best movie of 2008, for example. Equal parts eerie, tender, and shocking, Let the Right One In perceptibly explores seldom-charted territory within the vampire genre, setting the groundwork for fu-ture similar titles to be more complex. The film displays the potential of the horror-romance genre, which, despite this film and the recent Twilight adaptation, remains in its infancy. It may have its heart in the right place, but Let the Right One In succeeds only to a point, leaving you simultaneously mesmerized and unfulfilled. Perhaps Let the Right One In feels somewhat incomplete because its Jack-of-all-trades stature leaves it unable to focus on any one aspect of the story. It's part revenge story, part mystery, part gruesome horror film, and part romance between two confused prepubescents, one of
Director: Tomas AlfredsonCast: Kåre Hedebrant, Lina Leandersson, Pe-ter CarlbergWriter: John Ajvide Lindqvist, based on his novel
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which is a vampire. Director Tomas Alfredson takes a very methodical approach to telling the story about Oskar, a bullied, friendless boy who finds solace in Eli, the girl next door, an out-cast whose own deranged home life mirrors his. That two youngsters experiencing puppy love for the first time might in any way be con-nected to a series of murders alarming their Swedish town seems absurd and unsettling, but the juxtaposition works to disquieting effect. Can you imagine a movie in which people get their throats ripped out, heads dismembered, and blood drained ultimately being sweet and reassuring? Even though Let the Right One In strikes several unusual chords within the minds of its viewers, its main drawback is pacing. Slowly, over the course of several dialogue-scarce scenes, the film's motifs and themes eventually become accessible. But don't misconstrue such criticism as negative; Let the Right One In is one of the best horror films of the year, not to mention one of the most groundbreaking. Is it the best movie of the year? I say no. I was expecting a lot more, but maybe I'm just an un-fortunate victim of the hype. — Nick Cabreza
Gettin' Shuggy with it
Oh hi, right now I am listening to a playlist on YouTube. There are several uploaders that have amassed their record collection on that site that I've subscribed to. The particular playlist I am streaming is from a person with the screen name 6robski8 who uploaded a hundred 12" house re-cords from 1988 to 1992, which were ba-sically the glory years of this music. Unless you are a DJ or serious raver, you prob-ably won't recognize the names of the performers. Faceless beat maker produc-ers were par for the course, it's what a particular DJ did with these beats while spinning at rave parties that developed the stars of the game. Breaking down the various genres of electronica music can be overwhelming, but basically, in the mid '80s, techno sprung up in Detroit by up-wardly mobile suburban black kids, which inspired urban minority gay clubs in Chi-cago to start playing a variation of this mu-sic known as house, which coincided with garage music coming out of New York. This club scene music crossed the pond and exploded with a mixture of the play-ground vibe of the wealthy who vacation
in Ibiza (it's sort of a European version of the Hamptons) with a throwback to the new age mysticism of the '60s. 1988 in London was known as the Summer of Love 2, as former drunk soccer hooligans became ecstasy-eating hedonists dancing until the early hours of the morning. This Londonized version of house music cul-ture made it's way back to America in the early '90s as underground parties sprung up in metropolitan areas. I got introduced to this world as a 16-year old teenager in '92, and over the next couple years spent many a weekend night chasing Chi-cago DJ's around to warehouses in the city or farm fields in the 500 mile radius. The apex of this culture for me was a 1994 May Day festival in the tiny town of Hixton, just north of Black River Falls, in which the Rave New World was celebrat-ed with the Further festival (named after author/LSD pioneer Ken Kesey's magic bus) where Midwest DJs came together and Aphex Twin was flow in from England to spin. Listening to this playlist takes me back to that carefree time in my life. Le sigh. — Shuggypop Jackson
a Sumatran bean taste like a Costa Rican bean. They have different abilities as coffees; the roaster simply makes a deci-sion about how far to take the roast to make the coffee taste as perfect as possible, which of course is all subjec-tive. If you buy your beans and make coffee your-self, then you are the final person in the chain of command. You decide the grinds-to-water ratio; you decide what kind of machine to use; you decide to use filtered water or not. If you get your coffee from a skilled barista, then you add an addi-tional player. This is where your decision about which coffeehouse to go to becomes critical. A bad barista can mean terrible and dark things for your espresso. A good barista, likewise, can take you beyond your wildest dreams in cof-fee quality. The techniques involved in making espresso can take a lifetime to perfect and there is no time to delve into that here, but for your own sake, find a barista you love, and tip, tip, tip. — Amber Miller
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get gunned down at Pla-mor by Walter; turns out that bowling with an alley full of fellow bartenders and servers isn't as high-stress as it is in that particular cult classic. And I knew that even if we didn't come out on top of the league, we were going to have a blast making the most out of our wintry Monday nights. Now, I'm a full-blown Wisconsinite all the way. I love beer. And Brandy Old Fashioneds. I believe cheese makes any dish better and that ordering baked fish at a Fish Fry is simply un-acceptable. My grandpa's in a polka band for Christ's sake! This lovely state has four of the five oldest active American Bowling Congress-certified centers, has over 14,000 bowling leagues, and boasts the country's oldest bowl-ing alley clocking in at just over 100 years old (it's in Milwaukee, by the way.) One thing's for sure: I was destined to be a bowler. Though the saying "better late than never" holds true, I can't help but think about what I've been missing all of these years. Bowl-ing is awesome! Picture this: You're at the foot of the lane, ball poised in your dominant hand. You take a few steps forward and release the ball smoothly. With the perfect combination of speed and weight, it glides down the lane in such a way, you know you're going to snag a strike even before the ball makes it halfway to its destination. It's a feeling equivalent to smacking a baseball with the sweet spot of the bat. And the sound of those pins clattering to the ground? Sweet, sweet music. Surprisingly enough, our little rookie team is actually doing better than expected. We're actually decent! But, for us it's not high scores that make bowling fun. It's the fact that we're getting out of the house and doing something different during the chilly months. It's about getting together with the friends you see at work, but never really make time to see out-side of the job. Of course, the act of bowling is fun in itself, but it's all of things that accom-pany the sport that made me look forward to Monday nights: throwing back cans of cold PBR, snacking on deep fried mushrooms, giving end-less high fives, and bantering in jest with the other teams. Winter's not over yet, let's be honest. We all know that in the weeks ahead there will be more bone-chilling days and quite possibly an-other dumpload or two of snow. As much as I can't wait for the upcoming season of camp-ing and cooking out, I still have something to look forward to before then. So if you see me strolling around downtown with a certain sexy bowling bag, know that what's inside won't be a change of clothes and a toothbrush. This time, Lucky Strike will be cozied up inside, right where she belongs.
Bowling, cont.
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"Double Dip" — it's giving me an ice cream headache.By Matt Jones
Across1 Crow cry4 Band that had Joey and Dee Dee11 Coolers, briefly14 Sleep unit?15 Made a pig of one-self16 2008 Benicio Del Toro title role17 Wall St. figure18 Org. of three Eu-ropean countries19 Last letter of the Hebrew alphabet, similar to the letter T20 Commercial for a movie about a boxing Aussie hopper?22 Looseness23 "___ found out..."24 More spine-tin-gling26 Pitcher Hideo27 Part of a Bob Barker request31 Take by force32 CNN's "Your Money" host Velshi33 Fall apart35 "Java, do your im-pression of skinny pundit Coulter"38 Assistant in the
girls"50 Singer Redding51 Command for co-median Margaret to sort photocopies?56 Gun, in some gang-sta rap57 "Once bitten, twice shy," e.g.
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58 Tube top59 He was questioned by Homer about the theoretical product Skittlebrau60 Reporter Rivera61 U-turn from WSW62 ___-IRA
Maze Efflux by Erich Boldt
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Alpine Inn W5715 Bliss rd.
3 games for $5starts at 8 p.m.
Alumni620 Gillette st.
Barrel Inn2005 West ave.
Beef & Etc.1203 La Crosse st.
Big Al’s115 S 3rd st.
Brothers306 Pearl st.
CheapShots318 Pearl st.
Coconut Joe’s 223 Pearl st.
Fox HollowN3287 County OA
Goal Post1904 Campbell rd.
Gracie’s 1908 Campbell rd.
Huck Finn’s127 Marina dr.
JB’s Speakeasy717 Rose st.
3 games for $5starts at 8 p.m.
3 games for $5starts at 7 p.m.
Buck Night starts at 6 p.m.
Import nightstarts at 7 p.m.
Cosmic Bowl & Karaoke starts at
9 p.m.
Cosmic Bowl starts at 9 p.m.
bucket specialBud Night 6 - CL:$1.75 bottles$5 pitchers
6 - CL$2.50 Sparks
$2 Silos3-7
happy hour
16oz top sirloin $7 22oz tbone 9.75 sutffed sirloin 8jack daniels tips 8 $1 shots of Doctor, cherry doctor - 8-clHappy hour 4-6 $1.75 cans, $2 mix drinks
$1 softshell tacos$1 shots of doctor, cherry doctor
$5 bbq ribs and fries
AUCE wings $5.00free crazy bingobuy one cherry bomb get one for $1
batterfried cod, fries, beans, and garlic bread $5.50
2 for 1 cans & bottles during Packer games
1/4 barrel giveaway
8-11 $1 burgers
bucket night6 for $9
$6.00AUCD
3 p.m. - midnight25 cent hot wings
$1 shots of Dr.
$4.50domestic pitchers
barrel parties at cost
meatball sandwich meal: $6.152 dogs meal: $ 5.25
Italian beef meal:$6.15Chicago chili dog:$3.45
grilled chicken sand-wich meal: $5.29Polish sausage meal: $3.99
hamburger meal: $3.69cheeseburger meal:$3.89
pepper & egg sandwichmeal: $4.50, fish sandwich meal: $4.99, Italian sausage meal: $6.15
Italian beef meal:$6.152 Chicago dog meal: $3.45
free pitcher of beer or soda with large
pizza
meat or marinara spaghetti: $3.45Italian sausage: $4.95
$1.25 make your own tacos, $4.75 taco salad $2.25 margaritas, $2 off large taco pizza
$2.25 burgers, $2.60 cheeseburgers, $2 off large pizza, $1 fries with any pizza
soup or salad bar FREE with entree or sandwich until 3 p.m.($3.95 by itself)
$6.75shrimp dinner
$1.50bloody marys
11 a.m. - 4 p.m
closed $2.50Blatz vs. Old Style
pitchers
Thirsty Tuesday
10 cent wings (9 - CL)$1 High Life bottles$1.50 rail mixers$2 Guinness pints
Wristband Night
$3.00 Captain mixers/mojitos$2 Cherry Bombs$1 Bazooka Joes
7 - CL$1 domestic 12 oz
$2 Stoli mixers
7 - CLTequila’s chips & salsa, $2 Coronas, $2.50 Mike’s, Mike-arita
7 - midnightLadies: 2 for 1
Guys: $1.50 Coors and Kul Light bottles
7 - midnight$1 rail mixers
$2 Bacardi mixers
7 - midnight$2 Malibu madness
$2 pineapple upsidedown cake
WING NIGHT-$1.25/LBBUFFALO, SMOKEY BBQ, PLAIN $1.00 PABST AND PABST LIGHT BOTTLES$1.50 ROLLING ROCK BOTTLES $2.25 BUD LIGHTS $1.00 SHOT OF THE WEEK
$2.50 JUMBO CAPTAIN AND FLAVORED BACARDI MIXERS
$3.00 JAGER BOMBS
Build your own Bloody Mary
16oz Mug - $4.00
$1.25BURGERS
Bucket of Domestic Cans 5 for $9.00
25 Cent Wings
HAPPY HOUR 6 AM - 9 AMbeer pong 6 p.m.$8.95 16 oz steak free wings 6 p.m. - 9 p.m. HAPPY HOUR
5 p.m. - 10 p.m.
HAPPY HOUR 3 - 8$8.95 16 oz. steak
$8.95 1/2 lb. fish platter
$5.99 gyro
fries & soda
Buy one gyroget one
half price
free baklava, ice cream or sundae
with meal
$1.25 domestic tapsbuy one burger
get one half price
buy one appetizerget one half price
GREEK ALL DAYappetizer half price
with meal
Bloody Mary specials10 - 2
HAPPY HOUR EVERYDAY 3 -7 and 9 - 11
HAPPY HOUR 5 - 7
Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday SaturdayLA CROSSE
COMMUNITY SERVICE Area food & drink specials[ ]
Dan’s Place411 3rd st.
$4full pint Irish Car Bomb
$1Kul Light
cans
Topless Tuesday
Ladies Nightbuy one, get one free
wear a bikini, drink free
Karaoke$1 shot specials
live DJ$1 shot specials
Karaoke
HAPPY HOUR EVERYDAY 3 - 6Homemade Pizza & PItcher of Beer
$9.00
HAPPY HOUR 3 PM - 8 PM
Fiesta Mexicana5200 Mormon Coulee
chicken & veggie fajitas
for two
football nightdomestic beer: $1.50Mexican beer: $2.00
chicken primavera
shrimp burrito
chili verde
Ask server for details
The Cavalier114 5th ave.
HAPPY HOUR 4 - 7closedMartini Madness
$2 off all martinis$1 Dr. shots
$3 Jager Bombs2 for 1 taps
50 cent taps 4 - 7(increases 50 cents per
hour)$1 rails
Wristband Night
$5 COLLEGE I.D.$9 general public
$3.00 Bacardi mixers/mojitos$2 Cherry Bombs$1 Bazooka Joes
$2 Tuesdays, including $2 bottles, import taps, beer pong, apps, single shot mixers, featured shots, and 50 cent taps
Chuck’s1101 La Crosse st.
Mexican Monday $2.00 Corona,
Corona Light, Cuervo
$.50 domestic taps, $1 microbrews, $3 domestic pitchers, $6 microbrew pitchers
$3.00 Patron Shots$2.00 Cruzan Rum Mixers, $2.50 Jameson Shots, $3.00 Mixers
$2.00 Captain Mixers$2.00 Malibu, $2.50 Jaeger,
$3.00 Jaeger Bombs$3.00 Domestic Pitchers, $2.00 Shots of Cuervo,
Rumpleminz, Goldschlager
All day, everyday: $1.00 Shots of Doctor, $2.00 Cherry Bombs, $1.75 Silos of Busch Light/Coors
$1.75 domestic bottles
$1.75 domestic bottles
$1.75 domestic bottles
Beer Pong $7.00 4 Cans 8-close
closed closed
Arena 109 3rd st. text
Beef & Etc.1203 La Crosse st.
CheapShots318 Pearl st.
Coconut Joe’s 223 Pearl st.
Arena for specialsto 83361Ladies drink free Rails and Domestic Light Tap Beer 9-11pm on the
Dance Floor
$1 cherry bombsuntil
midnight
meatball sandwich meal: $6.692 Chicago dogs meal: $5.89
Italian beef meal:$6.69Chicago chili dog:$3.89
grilled chicken sand-wich meal: $5.29Polish sausage meal: $4.49
hamburger or cheeseburger meal:$3.89Italian Beef w/dog meal: $7.89
pepper & egg sandwichmeal: $5.00Italian sausage meal: $6.69
Italian beef meal:$6.692 Chicago dog meal: $5.89
7 - CL$1 domestic 12 oz
$2 Stoli mixers
7 - CLTequila’s chips & salsa, $2 Coronas, $2.50 Mike’s, Mike-arita
7 - midnightLadies: 2 for 1
Guys: $1.50 Coors and Kul Light bottles
7 - midnight$1 rail mixers
$2 Bacardi mixers
7 - midnight$2 Malibu madness
$2 pineapple upsidedown cake
WING NIGHT-$1.25/LBBUFFALO, SMOKEY BBQ, PLAIN $1.00 PABST AND PABST LIGHT BOTTLES$1.50 ROLLING ROCK BOTTLES $2.25 BUD LIGHTS $1.00 SHOT OF THE WEEK
$2.50 JUMBO CAPTAIN AND FLAVORED BACARDI MIXERS
$3.00 JAGER BOMBS
Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday SaturdayLA CROSSE
COMMUNITY SERVICE Area food & drink specials[ ]
Dan’s Place411 3rd st.
$4full pint Irish Car Bomb
$1Kul Light
cans
Topless Tuesday
Ladies Nightbuy one, get one free
wear a bikini, drink free
Karaoke$1 shot specials
live DJ$1 shot specials
Karaoke
The Cavalier114 5th ave.
Martini Ladies' NightJames Martini: vodka, triple
sec, orange juice
6- 8$1.50 taps
All Mojitos $5
Wristband Night $5 COLLEGE I.D.$9 general public
$2 Tuesdays, including $2 bottles, import taps, beer pong, apps, single shot mixers, featured shots, and 50 cent taps
Chuck’s1101 La Crosse st.
Guys' Nite out 1.50 silos $.50 taps Domestic 3.00 pitchers
RING TOSS NIGHT 3 Rings for $1
Ladies' Nite out 1.50 Raill mixers/ $2.50 X bombs
After Class $3 Pitchers $1.75 Rails
buy one get one Domestic beer ('til 6 p.m.)
Holmen Meat Locker Jerky Raffle
$3 Pitchers 1.75 Rails
All day Everyday: $1 Doctor $2 Silos. M-F: Happy Hour 2-6 $.50 off everything but the daily special
Fox HollowN3287 County OA
Gracie’s 1908 Campbell rd.
The Helm108 3rd st
Build your own Bloody Mary
16oz Mug - $4.00
$1.25BURGERS
Bucket of Domestic Cans 5 for $9.00
25 Cent Wings
$5.99 gyro
fries & soda
Buy one gyroget one
half price
free baklava, ice cream or sundae
with meal
$1.25 domestic tapsbuy one burger
get one half price
buy one appetizerget one half price
GREEK ALL DAYappetizer half price
with meal
Football Sunday11-7 happy hour, free
food, $1.50 bloody, 1/2 price pitchers DTB
HAPPY HOUR EVERYDAY 3 - 6Homemade Pizza & PItcher of Beer
$9.00
Fiesta Mexicana5200 Mormon Coulee
chicken & veggie fajitas
for two
football nightdomestic beer: $1.50Mexican beer: $2.00
chicken primavera
shrimp burrito
chili verde
Ask server for details
$1 dom. taps, Dr. shots, $2 rails, imports, Bud, $3 calls mixers, all apps, $4 top shelf
closed
Italian beef w/dog meal: $6.69Pizza Puff meal:$4.49
Chances R417 Jay st.
12 - 7:2-4-1 rails
$2.50 beers
Happy Hour12 - 7
10 - CL:$1.50 rails
7- CL:Margarita Monday
$2.50(rocks only)
3- CL:2 Beers, 1 topping pizza
$11
7- CL:Ladies' Night
$1.25 beers & rails
7- CL:Guys' Night
$1.25 beers & rails
Happy Hour12 - 7
50 cents off most items
Bruisers620 Cass st.
$1 off appsHappy Hour All Day
20 wings and 5 miller lites for $15
Kids Eat Free With Adult
$3.00 Long Islands
Mexi-Night - $1 Soft Shell Tacos
$2.50 Margaritas
2-4-1 BurgersKul Light Pitchers $5
Wii Night
Rib NiteBeer Pong @10 p.m.
Fish Fry $3 bloodys'til noon
Thirsty Thursday 2-CL3 12 oz. dom. taps $2
$1 vodka drinks$1 12 oz taps
All day (everyday!) specials$1.25 Old Style Light
$1.50 LAX Lager/Light$1 shots of Dr.
6 - 8 p.m.$1.50 rails/domestics
Great drinks! Great drinks!
Barrel Inn2005 West ave.
Howie's1128 La Crosse st.
9-cl -$2 captain mixers, $2 bottles/cans, $3 jager bombs
9-cl- NBC night. (Night Before Class) $3 pitch-ers of the beastHappy Hour 4-9 p.m.
9-cl- $3.50 Domestic pitchers
9-cl- $1 rails, $2.50 pitchers, Beer Pong
$5 AUCD 9-cl $1.25 rails, $1.75 bottles/cans
9-cl $2 bacardi mixers, $2 domestic pints, $1.50 shots blackberry brandy
2 for 1 bottles and cans during the game
2.25 for mini pitcher
Buck Burgers 1/4 Barrel giveaway during Monday night
football
Bucket Night 6 beers for $9
AUCD Taps and Rails 8-1 $6
25 cent wings Dollar shots of Doctor
$4.50 domestic pitchers Pitcher and Pizza $10
Animal House110 3rd st.
$2.00 Domestic Silos$2.50 Jack Daniel Mixers$2.00 Goldschlager
$1 Domestic Taps$2 Craft Import Taps$2.50 Vodka Mixers$1 Shot Menu
$2.50 Select imports/craft Beers$2.50 Top shelf Mixers$2 Mich Golden bottles
$2 Domestic Silos$2.50 Premium Silos$2.50 Three Olive Mixers$2. Goldschlager
Stop in for Value Menu too big to list here
$2.50 Bomb Shots$2.50 Ketel One Mixers$2 Retro Beers "Your Dad's Beer"
$2.50 X-Rated Mixers$2 Captain Mixers$2 Premium Grain Belt$2 Snake Bites
Happy Hour 4 p.m. - 9 p.m. M-F
Happy Hour 7 - 9. $2 for all single shot mixers and all beers.
$1 cherry bombsuntil
midnight
ALL NEW!
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COMMUNITY SERVICE Area food & drink specials[ ]
WINONAGodfather’s30 Walnut st.
any jumbo, large, or medium pizza up to 5 toppings: $11.99
large 1 topping pizza$9.99
(get 2nd large for $5)
family buffet 5 -8 kids under 10 pay .45 cents per year of age
Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday
Crescent Inn444 Chestnut st.
$2 Rolling Rocks$2 domestic beer
8 - CL$1.50 rails
$1.75 Bud cans
$1 shots of Dr.$2.50 Polish
$1 domestic taps$3 Jager Bombs
$2 u-call-it(except top shelf)
$2.50 Captain$2.50 Jager
Bombs & Polish
LA CRESCENT Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday
Nutbush3264 George st.
Ringside223 Pearl st.
Schmidty’s3119 State rd.
Shooter’s120 S 3rd st.
Karaoke @ 10 p.m.2-4-1 Happy Hour 5 - 10
AUCD Rail mixers @ 10 p.m.
HOOP DAY!! MAKE YOUR SHOT AND YOUR ENTRÉE IS FREE!
Price by Dice2 for 1
Happy HourALL NIGHT LONG
double cheeseburger$6.50
HAPPY HOUR 4 PM - 7 PM$6.99 FISH SANDWICH FOR LUNCH, $7.99 FISH SAND-WICH FOR DINNER, $9.99
ALL YOU CAN EAT FISH FRY ALL DAY
happy hour all day long! $1.00 OFF WILD WINGS, $1.00 PHILLY STEAK AND
CHEESE.
breakfast buffet$9.95
10 a.m. - 2 p.m.
$1 Shot Night Ask Nicely See What Happens
Tie Tuesday Great Prices For Sharp Dressers
$1 Rails, $1.50 Pint Taps, $3 Long
Island Pints
$2.50 Bacardi Mixers, $3 Long
Island Pints
Ralph'sIn John's Bar109 3rd st. N
Mighty Meatball sub $6
chicken parmesansub $6
Italian sandwich w/banana peppers and parmesan &6
Southwest chicken pita
$5
Chicken salad on rye w/ lettuce,
tomato, onion $5
Tailgators1019 S 10th st.
happy hour all day
$4 domestic pitchers
$2 Bacardi mixers
$2 Spotted Cow & DT Brown pints
Bucket Night5 for $9
$1 Dr. shots$3 16 oz Captain mixers
$1 Dr. shots$3 16 oz Captain mixers
Legend’s223 Pearl st.
WING NIGHT$2 SVEDKA MIXERS $2.50
JACK MIXERS$2.25 BUD LIGHTS
$2 SHOTS OF ALL DOCTOR FLAVORS
AFTER COMEDY: PINT NIGHT$1 PINTS OF RAILS MIXERS AND DOMESTIC TAPS $2 PINTS OF CALL MIXERS AND IMPORT TAPS$3 PINTS OF TOP SHELF MIXERS
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The Joint324 Jay st.
1/2 off Pearl Street pitchers during Packer
game
closed closed closed
JB’s Speakeasy717 Rose st.
$1.75 domestic bottles
$1.75 domestic bottles
$1.75 domestic bottles
$1.00 off all Irish shots$2.50 pints of Guinness
$3.00 imperial pints
Players214 Main St
Karaoke @ 10 p.m.2-4-1 Happy Hour 5 - 10
$1 Pabst cans, Dr. shots @ 10 p.m.
2-4-1 Happy Hour 5 - 10$2 Capt. mixers $1.75
domestic beer, $1.50 Rails, $1 Pabst cans @ 10 p.m.
2-4-1 Happy Hour 3 - 9Best Damned DJ'S
@ 10 p.m.
2-4-1 Happy Hour 3 - 8Best Damned DJ'S
@ 10 p.m.
$2.50 Bacardi Mixers, $3 Long
Island Pints
Top Shots137 S 4th st.
Fiesta Night 7 - 12$2 tequila shots$2.50 margaritas
$1.75 light tapsand Dr. shots
$1.50 Bud/Miller Lite/PBR taps all day$1.75 rails 10 - 1
$2 domestic bottles7 - 12, $2.50 Skyy/
Absolute mixers 10-1$2 Dr. drinks
5 domestic bottles for $10, $2 Bacardi mixers, $1.50 rail vodka mixers 10 -1
$2 Long Islands, PBR bottles,
Captain mixers
$2.75 deluxe Bloodys ‘til 7, $5
lite pitchers 7 - 12
Sports Nut801 Rose st.
BuckBurgers
Tacos $1.25
15 cent wings
12 oz. T-Bone$8.99
Fish Fry $6.95
15 cent wings
open4 - 9
open4 - 9
4 - 8 p.m. Bacardi $3 doubles/pints
4 - 8 p.m. domestic bottles/rails
$1.75
4 - 8 p.m. domestic bottles/rails
$1.75
5 - 7 p.m. 2-4-1 happy hour great drinks!
every day $1 shots of Doc
LUNCH BUFFET $6.45LUNCH SPECIALS CHANGE DAILY
Chef specials daily
HAPPY HOUR 3 - 6
HAPPY HOUR 10 AM - 12, 4 PM - 6 PM
HAPPY HOUR 5 - 7
$2 SHOTS OF GOLDSCHLAGER$5 DOUBLE VODKA ENERGY DRINK
Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday SaturdayLA CROSSE
COMMUNITY SERVICE Area food & drink specials[ ]
Yesterdays 317 Pearl st.
$1 Point special bottles
$2.50 pints Bass & Guinness
$1.75 domestic bottles
$2.25 Pearl st. pints$1.50 PBR bottles
$1.75 rails$1 PBR mugs
Second Supper vol. 9, issue 151 1818
Entertainment Directory �/19 - �/�5ÃJust A Roadie Away...
Thursday, February 19 February 21, continued
Del’s BarCheech 10:00
The Cellar, UW-La CrosseShevy Smith 7:00
Northside OasisOpen Jam with Cody 8:00
Popcorn TavernNew Grass Revue 10:00
The Starlite LoungeKies and Kompanie 5:00 NighthawksDave Orr's open jam 10:00
Cavalier LoungeKin Pickin 10:00
Trempealeau HotelJohnsmith and Dan Sebranek 7:00
The JointCheap Charlie Band 6:00 Friday, February 20
Nighthawk'sBrownie 10:00
Valhalla, UW-La CrosseGaelic Storm 8:00
Popcorn TavernThe Histronic 10:00
JB'sPorcupine with Sowbelly Bitchhog and Casanatra 10:00
Animal HouseMark Joseph Project and Deploi 10:00
The TimbersEarthbound 8:00
The JointUnity the Band 10:00 Trempealeau HotelBeef Slough Boys 8:00
Piggy's Blues LoungePhat Cats 8:00
The TimbersScott Polito 8:00
Howie’sComedy Night 8:30
Del’s BarKin Pickin’ 10:00
NighthawksHoward Luedtke and Blue Max open jam 9:00
Coconut’sLive DJ 10:00
PlayersKaraoke 10:00
Popcorn TavernBrownie's Open Jam 10:00
Wednesday, February 25
Popcorn TavernPaulie 10:00
The JointBrownie's Open Jam 10:00
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Moondawg Trio Ed's Bar Thurs., 2/19
Anna Dykhuis and Tony Zobeck Mugshots Thurs., 2/19
Ptisis Draught Haus Fri., 2/20
Matt Gilsrud Acoustic Café Fri, 2/20
The Dharma Bums Ed's Bar Fri., 2/20
The Histronic Draught Haus Sat., 2/21
Sean Amundsen Acoustic Café Sat., 2/21
Saturday, February 21
The Root NoteTony Zobeck 7:00
Popcorn TavernE3P0 10:00 My Second HomeStoney Ridge Band 8:00
Nighthawk'sProto Melei 10:00
The FreighthouseCostello & Hips 8:30
JB'sDroids Attack with jEHAD and Ed Chicken 10:00
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Cornmeal High Noon Saloon Sun., 2/22
George Thorogood and the Destroyers Barrymore Theatre Fri., 2/27
Dark Star Orchestra Barrymore Theatre Sat., 2/28
The Big WuMoon Boot Posse Orpheum Theatre Sat., 3/7
STS9 Orpheum Theatre Thurs., 3/12
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Monday, February 23
Tuesday, February 24
Popcorn TavernSom’n Jazz 10:00
Popcorn TavernOpen Jam with Up and Coming 10:00
Houghton’sHootenanny w/ Mike Caucutt 10:00
Del’sOpen jam with Chubba 10:00
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