“Party On Dude!”

I graduated from the University of Wisconsin-Madison. Where? Yeah, I know. (Believe me, if I had a nickel for every time one of my high school classmates from Hawaii asked me that question I would be rich and you wouldn’t be reading this blog.) Yes, the university is known for it’s medical school; at the time I attended (and the reason I attended) it was known for its journalism program; and while I was there the school’s football program rose from the ashes and went on to win the Rose Bowl. However, none of those accolades seemed to mean much … Continue reading