Today I learned a valuable lesson: Don't quote that line from Wayne's World about "mill-you-wock-AY" to a native of that city. It's like asking them to bring you a cheese wheel when they visit: You deserve a kick in the balls for it. I learned this while planning my visit to the city this weekend for beer, brats, Packers, and oh yeah, Matthew Preston. We're going to see Fearless, play some LEGO Star Wars II, eat at a half-dozen Chinese buffets, and laugh our asses off. I'll be back Tuesday night.


Two Replies to Milwaukee's Best

Aaron Shurtleff | September 29, 2006
I saw the Lego Star Wars II in the store, and I wondered if you'd gotten around to picking it up (I thought maybe Oblivion made all other games irrelevant!). Let us all know how it is!

Scott Hardie | October 4, 2006
We didn't get around to buying it, let alone playing it. :-( But I have the Xbox 360 version here at home and I look forward to digging in soon. Matt and I were quite entertained by Risk for the PS1.


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