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A strange night for me last night: camped at home with my own warm shower (I’d give me a positive review), but also still on the ride with Carl, who slept…
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The day started in high style: woke up from a relaxing sleep in my tent to find Carl Nelson already up and walking around the Finks' lawn. We listened…
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We started the day in Watertown, where Carl Nelson and I were pleased to discover the weather had improved considerably. Instead of cold, it was pleasant…
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Carl Nelson and I have spent our first day riding the Rock River Trail. We started in Theresa, Wisconsin— which is not locally pronounced “Ter-ree-sah,”…
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On this Thanksgiving, we revisit two Perspectives from our archives in which the authors debate an age-old question: Which came first, the chicken or the…
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What’s in a name?Often when walking across campus, I will see a student I had years ago. I remember where he sat in the classroom, what time the class…
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I love going into office supply stores and looking at blank notebooks. A blank notebook is an invitation to create. It’s so much better than what happens…
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“The first question,” bicyclist and WNIJ contributor Dan Libman asked, “is ‘What does it stand for?’”RAGBRAI stands for Register’s Annual Great Bike Ride…
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When it comes to art, I'm a sucker for ambition.When I heard there was a film shot entirely in various rooms of the Hermitage museum in St. Petersburg, it…
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Dear self-satisfied, smug person who ruined my morning:I don’t often go to Starbucks except as a treat once in a while. Wrapping up another semester was…