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Thursday, February 12, 2009
So...the other day I got this notice attached to my grocery receipt. Sure enough, I checked the cupboard and there was ONE bar left from the pack of six I bought a few weeks ago. I already threw the box out, so it wasn't like I could go get my money back.
Since I already ate five bars without a problem, I spun the wheel and had half a bar before going to the gym this morning.
Let me explain. The term bubbler is a quintessential Milwaukee thing. A bubbler is what the rest of the world (except Rhode Island, parts of Connecticut and the Boston area) would call a drinking fountain. The Yoopers also use it, but we all know they are just Wisconsin wannabees anyway. When I first moved to California, I would use the term and get blank stares in response. The world was a much smaller place then and I had no clue that bubbler was just a regional colloquialism. I use it as the title of my blog as a way to connect with those that know what it means and hopefully interest those that don't.
Born in Milwaukee, I moved to Southern California in 1980, with a five-year hiatus in Maui.
I now live in Torrance, California with my SO.
I design circuit boards, a job I totally love. If I wasn't doing that, I would love to have a small restaurant.
Things that make me happy: cooking, eating, music, and vegetating in my backyard.