Pouring concrete in the rain.
I wouldn't have thought that would be practicable,
but there they are doing it.

Protesters utterly fail to outrage spectators or even get their attention in capital square.

The marquee of the Orpheum on State Street.
That odd-colored digit caught my eye and wouldn't let go
until I photographed it.

A Denizen of State Street.
Looks a little like John Bolton.

I can't reconcile my delight of old cars and trucks with my despair that there are too many cars and trucks in the world. Keeping the old ones around would seem to be nothing more than adding to the mess. But the nostalgia I feel for a dolled-up show piece like this is undeniable.
I spotted this old Chevy off Bridge Street in Monona.

And speaking of trucks:

Old McDonald had a truck ...