I went for a walk at around 2030 hrs last night, to smoke a cigar and give the dog time to burn off some energy. I swear, I think the entire town was in mourning after Wisconsin lost to Oregon in the Rose Bowl. There wasn't anyone on the road, nobody walking but me and the dog, and the entire mood of the town was one of grief.
Me, I was wearing as much of my West Coast clothing as I possibly could. Meheh.