I've seen most states and many countries but am hard pressed to find any place better than Wisconsin in the summertime.

For simple culinary excellence, is there anything better than a BLT with fresh home-grown tomatoes?

The more I watch it the more this presidential campaign looks like an argument between fantasy and reality.

FANTASY: Vote for me and all the worlds ills will disappear.

REALITY: He's so caught up in himself he actually believes that.

Fantasy: We are what we've been waiting for

REALITY: Uh yeah, I've been busy working while you've been busy waiting, by the way, what exactly have you done for the last 20 years anyway?

FANTASY: That's racist.

REALITY: Huh? you're the only one to have ever mentioned race, I only mentioned you're resume couldn't fill a post-it note.

FANTASY: There you go again.

REALITY: Forget it, hey lightweight, in your new politics, do you mean that every criticism will be answered with a charge of racism or fear mongering?

FANTASY: Hey, it got me here didn't it?

REALITY:  Maybe so, but it ain't much of a change.  If people give you a close enough look and aren't afraid they are as stupid as you think are. 

FANTASY: That's the hope part.

REALITY: If you want to depart form old politics, or "change" to use your vernacular, why won't you take this argument to the people in a series of unscripted town hall debates?

FANTASY: It interferes with my message of hope and change.

REALITY: Huh? Apparently you don't understand so I'll ask s-l-o-w-l-y wouldn't this series of debates offer the kind of change you are talking about?

FANTASY:  No, I'm Fantasy remember, all I have to do is TALK about it, not actually DO it!  And if you think I'm gonna change from delivering lofty well scripted rhetoric from a teleprompter you're as dumb as the voters.   

REALITY: Yeah, well, you got me there, but remember I am Reality, and in reality when someone backs away from a seemingly harmless challenge they look pusillanimous, or in reality vernacular, like a pussy.

FANTASY:  There you go again!

REALITY: Whatever. Never mind.  I'll just continue to have my own conversations with the voters without you.  You don't seem to have much to add anyway, an empty stool can offer as much.

FANTASY: But I'm refreshing, different, young, new worldly, athletic, and did I mention - - not white?

REALITY: Now you're starting to piss me off... if you think showing you with vapid blonde celebrities and Moses was nasty you ain't seen nothing yet.  This is a Jerry Springer society Cream Puff, I'm just getting started.

FANTASY: Just do it from a distance k? I don't want to get messed up.

REALITY: You really are fantasy aren't you?