Radio rolls on. This time it’s outside room 526 at the Hampton Inn in Madison, Wisconsin. There’s a laundry room right across the hall, imagine that, and in this tiny mausoleum of a cleansing factory there’s a desk in the corner and a fan blowing hard as hell overhead. It’s not Hemingway’s definition of a clean, well-lighted place. But it’ll do. Alexis can sleep.
Yesterday Alexis and I drove from Hammond, Indiana, to Madison to see IU play at #4 in the country rated Wisconsin. I don’t know precisely when it happened, but somewhere along the line Alexis joined me in an only kinda health obsession for anything sports, with an emphasis on basketball. This was a huge game, don’t get me wrong, but not that big of a game that we’d drive a couple extra hours through a snowstorm to go see. As with just about everything else I do, including write this ridiculous radio blog, there is included an ulterior motive.
My daughter goes to school here, which you already know if you listen to the show. She started doing news on the radio when she was 14 and in her senior year she basically chose between Purdue and Wisconsin on the air – much to the chagrin of my Boilermaker forever father, who despite his passion for anything black and gold had none of his five kids go to West Lafayette and so far no grandkids.
Sorry pops. Anyways, Alexis and I made record time to the Belvidere oasis near Rockford. The state of Illinois had been working on I-90 for the entire time that Jeanie’s been at Madison and they finally finished. Three wide-open lanes of concrete and a mesmerizing view of infinite cornfields. You can speed like hell if you want.
So while we split a #2 cheeseburger meal at Mickey D’s and watched semis roar past below us, I asked her –
Hey, how bout you drive for a while. I wanna take a nap.