Usually when I write a vacation trip report, I try to do it timely. Nothing worse than reading about something that happened a few weeks ago, when references to weather, the ball game, etc., seem dated. But that's gonna happen with this one. I was on the road for nine days, and even though I've only been back for a few, the start of the trip was a long time ago. Keep in mind that in links with photos in which the URL begins with "media.jsonline.com", the photos were taken by me or my wife. All other photos in links were found on Google and repurposed for my convenience.
Saturday, Feb 18
- This was a travel day for me. Due to My-Sugar-Na's previous back issues, we didn't think she'd want to start the trip with a 1000 mile drive
, so we bought a one-way plane ticket for her and she left the next day, while I left before the sun rose.
Driving is just driving, but some points along the way that took me along I-94 through Chicago, where I picked up I-57 into Missouri
, then I-55 to the evening respite in Grenada. MS...
- The first 120 miles were no problem, as I drive to Chicago often. The trip did lag through most of Illinois, though. Even driving through cities like Champaign and Matoon... you aren't driving through them as much as you are driving around them. I did make it all the way through Illinois and into Missouri before I needed to fill the gas tank, though.
- All along, I had considered breaking up the drive and relaxing at a casino along the way, though I just figured I would do it in Tunica, MS, which would be just a short bit out of the way. As I am driving through the bottom part of Missouri, though, I see a sign for the Lady Luck Casino in Carruthersville. The sign looked like it was .5 miles off the freeway, but was in reality 5 miles. But since I had gotten off the freeway, I figured I would continue on. It was a riverboat on the Mississippi River, and a couple of hands of blackjack and a couple rolls of dice later, I was ahead $30 and decided to take my profit and hit the road.
- I arrived in Memphis, TN and my planned dinner stop at Neely's Interstate BBQ around 6:00 PM. As stated on my pre-trip blog, I had seen this place on the Travel Channel's Barbecue Paradise, and wanted to try the BBQ spaghetti. Since I hadn't bothered to stop for a proper lunch, I ordered the sampler platter that had pork ribs, beef ribs, brisket, pulled pork and a hot link. It also came with a side of the BBQ spaghetti. Unfortunately, the spaghetti was nothing to write home about. The pasta was the consistency of Spaghetti-Os and was overrun with the BBQ sauce. The meat, however, was a highlight, especially that hot link (in which both the waitress and cashier refused to disclose who makes it or how I could buy some).
- Having previously stopped at a casino, I decided to bypass Tunica on the trip down and ended at the very comfortable Motel 6 in Grenada. This used to be an EconoLodge, but the property seemed to be quite new and it was a very nice room for $35.
Sunday, Feb 19
- After a stop at the Waffle House (and a pecan waffle, with hash browns Scattered, Smothered and Peppered) and a drive of the last 300 miles or so, I met my wife at the airport and the vacation began. We had planned on staying in Slidell, but right before I left I Pricelined (Side note; Look! I made a verb!) a hotel at the same price and was given a nice Courtyard by Marriott in Covington, LA
, about 30 miles from downtown New Orleans. So with the wife in tow, we headed across the Lake Ponchartrain Causeway
to the hotel, unloaded her, the luggage and the 30 bowling balls
that I brought with me, then headed to the first vacation stop.
After dinner, we joined the slow-paced gridlock towards the location of St. Charles Avenue for which our grandstand tickets
were located. At first when My-Sugar-Na suggested we buy reserved seats ($40 per ticket for Sunday's sole parade and $60 per ticket for Tuesday's four parades) I thought that it was too much. I was dead wrong, as it allowed us a seat without having to arrive four to ten hours early, and we could move around freely within that cordoned off area (the private bathroom didn't hurt, either).
At one point, we had been stopped in traffic for about five minutes when we saw a hotel advertising $50 parking
. We considered it, but moved on and found a garage that advertised $40 parking, but only charged us $20. We walked to our grandstand and waited
probably 15 minutes, but for what seemed like hours.
The parade routes are roughly 4 to 5 miles long
, and we were at least 3/4 from the start, which meant the 5:15 parade got to us at 8:15 or so. In talking to a few parade veterans, they said that especially these highly anticipated parades (if which the Krewe of Bacchus
certainly qualifies) the parade moves more slowly to make a big deal of celebrity king in the first float
. The parade could be seen down the block, but it seemed like it would never get to us... until it did, and then the first float moved so quickly that it was like Will Farrell was shot out of a cannon. I got one photo of him - and you can't tell it is him - and it isn't a very good one
. Well, at least I know it is him.
As the people in our section moved around, my wife and I found ourselves down front, hugging the barrier
... I couldn't have asked for a better location. After each float
(containing 10-20 costumed Krewe members throwing all manner of beads, doubloons, cups, stuffed animals, etc) was a local high school marching band. However, in the 20 bands that passed us, I don't think any actually played. Just the drumline keeping a beat. At one point, the parade came to a dead stop with a float right in front of us. After a few minutes, one of the Krewe members asked if I was hungry, and I said "I am 300 pounds, I am always hungry". So he threw a box lunch to me with a ham and cheese sub, Krunchers chips and a white macadamia nut cookie. These ain't no July 4th parades.
After the nearly 3-hour parade ended, we drove back to our hotel and examined our loot
. Pretty impressive, but that was just the beginning.
Monday, Feb 20
- Lundi Gras
(translated, means "Only one more day before Mardi Gras ends and we have to become good Catholics again") started with us sleeping in a little, then packing the car again. We had previously paid for two nights in the Warehouse Arts District
(about a mile from the French Quarter) but didn't want to pay for the Sunday night (I'll pay $200 a night for two nights. Wasn't gonna do three.)
We had considered eating breakfast when we instead decided to go right to Willie Mae's Scotch House
for lunch. You can read some of the history here
, but the short story is that this house in the rundown Treme neighborhood has been serving fried chicken almost forever. Hurricane Katrina damaged the restaurant but the food world wouldn't let it die so they helped rebuild it
. From that point, both the Travel Channel
and Food Network
have made it into a tourist destination.
So much so that while we stood in line - outside
- for almost an hour just to get in line inside, we talked to our line mates and found none were actually from New Orleans. Represented right around us was Annapolis, MD, Cleveland, OH, and San Jose, CA.
Of particular note was this couple from San Jose dressed in purple
(Side note for those of you new to my blog; these rambling stories are key to my trip reports because, well, I like stories). She was Asian, about 30ish, 5'2" and maybe 100# soaking wet (I'll call her "Fried Chicken"). She wore a short dress and knee-high purple boots, and had long, flowing hair that she was constantly brushing and adjusting in her hairband. She just could not stand still. Not in a jittery way, but more like that she had to be moving, talking, talking, moving, adjusting, moving and talking some more. She was very attractive, but clearly very high maintenance. Her boyfriend was just the opposite. He just stood there. He talked to her, but he was as stoic as she was in constant motion. But they were very friendly people, and are even in this photo
with us. We talked to a number of people in line, but they made quite the impression.
We finally get seated inside Willie Mae's and order the (expensive) fried chicken. You get two choices... a leg, thigh, wing and one side for $10, or a breast, two wings and a side for $13. We weren't going to cheap out on vacation, but it is clear that the tourist-clientele is reflected in the pricing. Lunch comes, it is delicious and well worth the hour wait. The crispy batter shattered in your mouth, then dissolved like cotton candy. Meanwhile, Fried Chicken and her boyfriend are at the table next to us. He is picking the chicken off the bone with a fork and not eating much of the skin. When he is done, he gives her the entire plate and she picks up the bones and finishes them off, then eats every piece of the skin he left. But she doesn't stop there. She licks her finger and dabs at every single crumb on the table; it is like she had never eaten before. The way she packed that food away, there is only one way she maintains weight. Boyfriend just looked at us and said "As long as she is happy". That tells me that behind closed doors, she makes him happy, too.
But enough about them. We finish up our delicious meal and head to Harrah's New Orleans
, as that is where some of my bowling buddies Pin Hacker, his dad Almost Birthday Boy, The Dealer and The Female Dealer. had said to meet them. We didn't gamble, but just used Harrah's as a starting point to walk through the French Quarter, and more specifically Bourbon Street
. We start walking around and I notice that I don't have a drink in my hand. I am not a big drinker, but I am in New Orleans on Bourbon Street and I am not holding a drink... I felt out of place. I goad everybody into having a Hurricane, but the group never really loosens up. We last around two hours with them, and with a packed Bourbon Street
, they kind of lose interest. I think The Female Dealer would have lasted longer, but the three guys seemed to have had enough. Not me. We bid farewell to those four, and after a brief break, My-Sugar-Na are back at it.
She had reserved a spot on a vampire tour
that started in the French Quarter at 8:30, so I dropped her off there and explored New Orleans on my own. Bourbon Street seemed to be for the younger crowd, so I took a longer-than-it-looks-on-a-map
walk to Frenchman Street
, where the live music clubs are... thinking live music would be more for us old-timers that wouldn't mind sitting in one spot.
I get to Frenchman Street (Side note; Think Brady Street
in Milwaukee, only the smell of heroin is more pronounced on Frenchman Street). It is kind of icky there, so I find a nice club and ask when the music starts. Finding out is starts in two hours, I buy a glass of beer to go (a very underrated aspect of vacation) and walk from club to club
and listen to the music outside before deciding to go in. The party that night was definitely outside, as the clubs seemed only about half full. I finally find a club
with a band that sounded pretty good
and I order a Hurricane and dinner (a crawfish quesadilla which - if it had been grilled instead of microwaved would have been phenomenal) and listen for awhile. When the band takes a break, I decide to get back to where I had dropped my wife off.
As I am walking back, it starts raining - pretty hard - for about two minutes. This rain served to turn the BUB
into a slurry... you had no way of knowing what you were walking through. The brief shower didn't stop the party
, though, and once My-Sugar-Na's vampire tour was done, we took a cab back to our hotel (Side note; even though it was only a mile, I was very surprised that the cab ride was only $10. Being at midnight the day before Mardi Gras, I kinda figured it would be $20 just to get in the cab).
Tuesday, Feb 21
- The Krewe of Zulu
parade started at 8:00 AM, but again, we were going to be well down the parade route so we took our time through the hotel breakfast. As we are getting ready to go, the local TV station is broadcasting the parade near the starting point, and is showing the float of the Zulu Queen
. She is resplendent in her white feather costume, and I'm getting giddy about it. Here I am, little ol' me, about to go to a real live Carnivale parade ON MARDI GRAS DAY. How cool is that?
We get to our grandstand location a few blocks away from Sunday night's spot, and we no sooner arrive and the parade starts. I will let this
photo do the talking, but this parade takes almost three hours, and I am having the time of my life
The Krewe of Rex
parade immediately follows (so much that we weren't sure when one parade ended and another started). Rex marches on and on (Side note; Other than the gorgeous floats and the pageantry surrounding it, the truth is the parades all have the same pattern... float with costumed people throwing stuff
, a marching band
not playing anything, then another float
and so on
). The crowd in our section of grandstand starts thinning out, and who do we see down our row? Fried Chicken and Boyfriend! They don't notice us at first, and she is acting just as she had done the day before.
The Rex parade ends, and My-Sugar-Na has had enough (what? At only the 5-1/2 hour mark?) She convinces me that she is OK to walk back to the hotel while I stay for the Krewe of Elks Orleanians
parade. This was the same but different. The previous parade floats were pulled by old John Deere or International Harvester tractors
. The Elks Orleanians floats are all pulled by big trucks
, and there are no marching bands. They just pass one float
. The good news is that by this time, the crowd has really thinned out, so the thrown-stuff-per-parade-watcher ratio is close to 1:1, but the bad news is that I've had junk thrown at me for almost 7 hours and I don't even bother trying to catch stuff any more. This doesn't affect Fried Chicken and Boyfriend though, as they keep me company during the Elks Orleanians parade. They end up with four bags of stuff... I wonder if they forget that they have to carry all this stuff back to their car or hotel, and how are they going to get it all on the plane back to San Jose?
I already had been wondering what the chance is that in a tourist town on a mega-tourist event, that two sets of tourists would be at two completely separate events, within speaking distance of each other, when it occurred to me; Maybe I was being tailed by the Feds, and they were in charge of keeping us at hand. I don't believe in conspiracy theories, but if Fried Chicken and Boyfriend would have ended up at Mass the next day in the same pew, or bowling in Baton Rouge a couple of days later, I might have had to rethink that.
I walk back to our hotel with our bag of loot and we plot our course for Mardi Gras evening
. I had tried to talk to some locals about what they do on Mardi Gras evening, but I couldn't get a straight answer, just basically "Well, you won't find us in the French Quarter!". One police officer did say that a lot of locals have house parties with friends and families. That said, since we didn't have a house, nor friends or family in town, we were going to go be a tourist again. But instead of Bourbon Street, we were going to go back to Frenchmen Street and listen to some music.
We started our walk to the Riverfront Streetcar
with a slight side trip to Mother's Restaurant
(and another touristy-wait
) for my first real-life Po' Boy. And after having one? Well, it is just a glorified sub sandwich. Good, yes, but there was no real secret ingredient that gave it that zazz that I was expecting. We both had the Famous Ferdi
, which is roast beef, ham, "debris" (the ends and bits of the beef that come off the roast and end up in the au jus), mayo, lettuce, onion and Creole mustard. I had expected the meat to be hot, but they were the temperature of cold cuts. Only the debris was hot, which gave a weird sensation of cold meat and warm juice. Dinner's done, on to the music.
The Riverfront Streetcar stop is about three blocks from our hotel, and will drop us off about three blocks from Frenchmen Street. The problem is that I couldn't get a square answer as to the last return trip of the streetcar. One part of the transit system website indicated special Mardi Gras times that went past midnight, another part indicated that Mardi Gras day would be on the Saturday schedule, and the conductor said the last streetcar would leave Frenchmen Street at 10:00 PM. Not wanting to risk it, we used 10:00 PM for the end of Mardi Gras.
I found out that the Treme Brass Brand
was playing at d.b.a.
(Side note; I hate when a proper name is lowercase). They started at 8:00
and took a break at 9:30, which perfectly allowed us to get back to the streetcar for the (possibly) last trip back towards our hotel.
One of the traditions of Mardi Gras day is that at the stroke of Midnight, the police chase the tourists off the street
(that time being when Ash Wednesday and the Lenten season begins). When we were back in the hotel, it occurred to me that with as immersed as I was in Mardi Gras, I didn't take it to the end. But that's OK, including the all day drive on Saturday, it was a long four days.
Wednesday, Feb 22
- Another touristy thing that needed to be done was to have an order of beignets
and a cafe au lait at Cafe du Monde
in the French Quarter. Beignets are basically doughnuts, with an insane amount of powdered sugar on them. We again hopped the Riverfront Streetcar and were at the cafe in a few minutes... again waiting in line
. Apparently we are not the only ones to get our dining ideas from the Food Network or the Travel Channel
The line wasn't too long, but there wasn't anybody to seat us... it is kind of like we're standing in line on our honor, and when someone leaves the next in line takes the dirty table. I wasn't crazy about that at all, and when it was our turn to grab a table, I just stood over it. It took a few minutes for this tiny Philpino waitress to come around and she told me to sit, but she didn't clean the table
. When she finally did get around to it, she took a Handi Wipe and turned this insane amount of leftover powder sugar into a sludge that got all over my arms when I finally did sit down. Not cool. The beignets were fine, the cafe au lait was good too, but the dirty cafe took a shine off of this TV treasure.
The next stop was to the St. Louis Cathedral
a couple of blocks away for Ash Wednesday Mass. I didn't realize the significance of this church, but the Archbishop of New Orleans
said the Mass in front of a standing-room only, um, crowd and a bunch of news cameras. We just missed being on TV, though
, as we were in the pew right in front of the bald, black guy getting ashes at the 0:33 mark.
The last "destination" dining locale was next, at Johnny's Po Boy Restaurant
, which was a couple of blocks from the Cathedral (and another opportunity to stand in line
). Another Po Boy was on the menu, but since it was a Holy Day and a day of fasting, I sacrificed and my Po Boy with fried shrimp
. Again, I don't see the knee-buckling fascination with Po Boys. It was a good sandwich purchased and eaten in an historic location, but it wasn't better than anything you could get from any sub shop around here.
Back to the hotel to get the packed car, and we headed the 75 miles west to Baton Rouge
for why I am told we traveled to Louisiana... to bowl the National tournament
(Side note; You might have noticed that this report has been quite long to this point. The good news for you, Gentle Reader
, is that most of the notable "stuff" happened on the first half of the vacation, and the back half isn't quite as, well, notable. The rest of this will go relatively quickly.)
After checking into our Baton Rouge home, we had a quick dinner at the Picadilly
(Side note; Picadilly is a cafeteria-style family restaurant
. You get your tray then ask the lunch lady
to give you your food. The special this particular day was "Parmesan crusted fish", but none of the three lunch ladies we asked had any clue what fish was crusted in Parmesan. But being vacation, I grabbed one of them with a side of turnip greens. Good eatin', huh?) then met most of the bowling buddies to bowl the 40-Frame Game
, which is a tournament with one continuous 40 frame game, with each frame having a special hook... 9-pin tap frame, a strike being worth 10 bonus pins, cash for a strike, etc. It was also the first hint that we'd have approach issues, as they were so tacky that they actually brought out a floor buffer
to try to make them slidable.
I bowled the best of our bunch (but not sure if I bowled well enough to make any money) but with only four of us, we bowled pretty quickly and were warm and sweaty when we left. We opened the exterior door of Circle Bowl and it was like walking into a sauna. The same front that brought a few inches of snow to Milwaukee
brought in a storm that increased the temperature and humidity... it was like the middle of summer. It was horrible. We went right back to our hotel and cranked the air conditioning.
Thursday, Feb 23
- A couple things related to the USBC Open Championships fell into place nicely for what could have been an advantage to our group. After Hurricane Katrina, the River Center in Baton Rouge
was used as a rescue center for those evacuated from New Orleans. The damage from this repurposement allowed for a remodel and expansion of the building. Among the things allowed for were four "Showcase Lanes"
which could be rented for practice at $90 an hour for ten people ($9 an hour is not a lot to pay for practice) and the practice was on lanes with the same lane condition, pins, etc. that the were used for the tournament. In other words, for $9 bucks a guy, we get a preview of what was waiting for us in the tournament.
What was waiting for us was the toughest lane condition that I think I have ever faced. Only nine of us showed up for practice
, and not one of us said we ever found a comfortable line during that hour.
That continued when we began our Team event
that afternoon. I had my lowest three game series in at least five years, and none of the rest of us bowled significantly better (Side note; remember in years past, when I would detail how I bowled? Not this year. Night terrors.)
With our collective tails between our legs, we went to Parrain's Seafood Restaurant
for a team dinner. It was really cool to get together with everyone and NOT talk about bowling (much). As a group, we had some fantastic gulf seafood (including an great seafood gumbo and an entree of andouille crusted Mahi-mahi on a bed of shrimp, crawfish and onions).
Evening came and morning followed, the sixth day.
Friday, Feb 24 - We bowled the Nationals doubles and singles events in the morning. All I need to say is that for the previous four Nationals (36 games) I had averaged 197. This year? 168. I hate bowling.
In addition to bowling like donkey dung, I had already bowled 13 games (and maybe about three more during the practice session) with sticky approaches (humidity can really wreak havoc with plastic approaches) and my knees were in pretty rough shape. So what did I do? Right. Promised My-Sugar-Na that I'd bowl a doubles tournament with her. But first, I needed some lunch, so we met Bowling Uncle UJ and Ain't B at the Cheesecake Bistro by Copelands
(think Cheesecake Factory).
Lunch was good but unremarkable, but that Butter Pecan Cheesecake
. OMG! (a shoutout to the youngsters still tuned in). I am not a huge cheesecake fan, but the cake itself was light and airy, with huge pecans, and this warm buttery carmel topping. Sigh. I could take one right about now.
We wish my aunt and uncle a good trip back (they, too, are driving instead of flying) and we head to Metro Bowl for the Bowlers Journal Handicapped Mixed Doubles
tournament. In short, I still hate bowling, now my wife hates it, too, and my knees hurt even more. What could make it better? Right, cramming into a Ford Focus for a six hour drive to Tunica
We head north on US-61, and after a few hours we realize that we hadn't had dinner. But it is after 9:00 PM and we kinda just want to get to Tunica, so we find a gas station
for some schnecks. Rick's Express (my new favorite gas station in Shaw, MS) at that time on a Friday night serves only to sell its clientele 40 ouncers of beer for $1.99 a bottle. But as we are looking for a soda and bag of chips, I see this little old lady way in back over a flat top grill. I ask her if the grill is open, and she asks "What do you want, honey?" I love this place already. I ask for a grilled cheese sandwich (it is a Friday during Lent
, you know), she asks how I want my bread grilled, how much cheese, and butter or margarine. Meanwhile, My-Sugar-Na is hiding behind my skirt as one, um, barely legal teen after another comes in and buys a bottle or two of beer. She said that she feared for the car and the stuff in it... out of state plates and all, but would be more afraid of being outside in the car with out of state plates. After a couple of minutes, I had my sandwich and we were back on the road.
She asked me how the sandwich was. I said it tasted like hamburger, chicken, bacon, etc. Might have possibly have been the best sandwich ever.
Saturday, Feb 25
- This part happened at midnight, but it kind of goes hand in hand with the checkout, so I will put this as a Saturday thing. Harrah's Tunica casino
is about a half mile or so from the Harrah's-owned hotel that we had been booked in.
When we checked into Harrah's Veranda Hotel
in Tunica, they didn't have the room that had been comped for me. Although in the big picture it wasn't a big deal, after a week on the road, crappy bowling and a long ride, I wasn't in the mood. But what took the cake was the absolute un-heartfelt apology from the clerk. I would have just rather that she said "Take your free damn room and go to bed". I told her that she can apologize until she is blue in the face, and I swear, she apologized again! I had to go to the car and let My-Sugar-Na finish checking in because I was besides myself.
So about 10:00 AM, we plan to check out, then gamble a bit, eat brunch, gamble some more, then hit the road towards St. Louis. When we go to check out, the clerk (a different, equally helpful soul) tells us that they can't comp the room since we hadn't gambled at their property. Besides the fact that the confirmation didn't say that I had to gamble to be comped (I had over 40,000 points on my card, which is well more than needed for the $25 room) I was stunned that after staying less than 10 hours, I had to travel a half mile and gamble just to check out. It didn't make any sense. Fuming, I did go down the road and put exactly one point on my card, then went to the VIP Host and made him check me out from his office. I could see if the casino was attached to the hotel - it wouldn't be that inconvenient to earn a point - but no quarter was given because of the relative locations.
So once we got the check-out complete, we went to non-Harrah's properties
to gamble for awhile. Showed them who's boss.
Soon we were on the road
to Harrah's St. Louis
, and the first thing out of my mouth upon check in was "Don't treat me like they did in Tunica". And check-in (and check-out the next day) couldn't have been smoother.
We had dinner at Kelly English Steakhouse
at Harrah's, and for the first time with a $35 steak, I wasn't happy. I ordered it medium rare and received it well done. I sent it back (and watched My-Sugar-Na finish her steak) and then mine came back out. But it was way over seasoned, and wasn't very good. I didn't want to send it back again, so I grinned and beared it. They did buy me a beer for my troubles, so there is that... (Side note that I probably should have included above, but oh, well; I have developed an affinity for Abita Purple Haze
, which is a wheat beer with raspberries added. I had considered buying a case to bring home, but I wimped out. Their website says that I can get it from Discount Liquor, I'll have to check.)
After getting my kiester handed to me in the casino, we went to bed, and tucked myself in the last hotel bed of the trip.
Sunday, Feb 26 - I don't have much. We checked out and drove home.
I do want to give props to my Gas Buddy app
on my Android (it is also available for the iPhone and here
). I saved a ton of money on gas along the way. You tap the center icon that says "Find Gas Near Me", then it gives you a map with all nearby gas stations and their reported prices. The map is interactive so that you can slide down the road and see what is up ahead. The best example of savings was as were leaving Missouri. Gas had crept up to about $3.56 as we headed into Illinois, and at that point all we saw was gas in the $3.75 range... made me wish we had gotten gas in St. Louis. But I pulled out the phone and found that about 50 miles up the road
, gas was still at $3.51. We did get gas there, and it was (by far) the lowest gas price we found in all of Illinois.
I may try it again by that date.
First Order. Call of Roll.
Second Order. Chief clerk's entries.
Third Order. Introduction, first reading and reference of proposals.
Fourth Order. Report of committees.
Fifth Order. Petitions and communications.
Sixth Order. Referrals and receipt of committee reports concerning proposed administrative rules.
Seventh Order. Advice and consent of the Senate
QUESTION: Shall the appointment be confirmed?
Assef, Saied, of Green Bay, as a member of the Wisconsin Judicial Commission, to serve for the term ending August 1, 2014.
Barrette, Mark, of Beaver Dam, as a member of the Wisconsin Judicial Commission, to serve for the term ending August 1, 2014.
Bogost, Gregg A., of Madison, as a member of the Radiology Examining Board, to serve for the term ending May 1, 2015.
Burnett, Eileen, of De Pere, as a member of the Wisconsin Judicial Commission, to serve for the term ending August 1, 2014.
Cullinan, William, of New Berlin, as a member of the Wisconsin Judicial Commission, to serve for the term ending August 1, 2014.
Ellis, Julie, of New Berlin, as a member of the Board of Nursing, to serve for the term ending July 1, 2015.
Hammes, Brian, of Fond Du Lac, as a member of the Optometry Examining Board, to serve for the term ending July 1, 2015.
Jafari, Mary, of Onalaska, as a member of the Radiography Examining Board, to serve for the term ending May 1, 2012.
Jensen, Doreen, of Oshkosh, as a member of the Hearing and Speech Examining Board, to serve for the term ending July 1, 2012.
Leazer, Lynn, of Verona, as a member of the Wisconsin Judicial Commission, to serve for the term ending August 1, 2012.
Misra, Suresh, of Mequon, as a member of the Medical Examining Board, to serve for the term ending July 1, 2015.
Petersen, Andrew, of Verona, as a member of the Wisconsin Technical College System Board, to serve for the term ending May 1, 2015.
Polenske, Mary Ellen, of Sun Prairie, as a member of the Hearing and Speech Examining Board, to serve for the term ending July 1, 2015.
Rambo, Larry, of Hartland, as a member of the Health Insurance Risk-Sharing Plan Authority, to serve for the term ending May 1, 2014.
Reuter, Geraldine, of Lancaster, as a member of the Barbering and Cosmetology Examining Board, to serve for the term ending July 1, 2015.
Swan, Timothy, of Marshfield, as a member of the Medical Examining Board, to serve for the term ending July 1, 2013.
Vasudevan, Sridhar V., of Belgium, as a member of the Medical Examining Board, to serve for the term ending July 1, 2012.
Viste-Johnson, Barbara, of Luxemburg, as a member of the Marriage and Family Therapy Professional Counseling and Social Work Examining Board, to serve for the term ending July 1, 2015.
Wagner, Thomas, of Oshkosh, as a member of the Health Insurance Risk-Sharing Plan Authority, to serve for the term ending May 1, 2014.
Weis, William W., of Franklin, as a member of the Podiatrists Affiliated Credentialing Board, to serve for the term ending July 1, 2015.
Willis, Patricia, of Waukesha, as a member of the Hearing and Speech Examining Board, to serve for the term ending July 1, 2014.
Eighth Order. Messages from the Assembly.
QUESTION: Shall the amendment be concurred in?
Senate Bill 338. Relating to: waiving fees for certain professional and occupational licenses issued to veterans. Assembly Amendments 1 and 2 pending
Ninth Order. Special Orders.
Special Order at 1:31 P.M.
Assembly Bill 426. Relating to: regulation of ferrous metallic mining and related activities, making an appropriation, and providing penalties. Senate Substitute Amendment 2 pending
Tenth Order. Consideration of motions, resolutions, and joint resolutions not requiring a third reading.
QUESTION: Shall the joint resolution be adopted?
Senate Joint Resolution 58. Relating to: commending Laura Kaeppeler on winning the Miss America pageant.
Senate Joint Resolution 65. Relating to: commending Madison Area Technical College on its 100th anniversary.
Senate Joint Resolution 66. Relating to: commemorating the achievements and contributions of Moraine Park Technical College on the occasion of its centennial.
Senate Joint Resolution 69. Relating to: honoring the members of Bon Iver and Justin Vernon on their 2012 Grammy Awards.
Eleventh Order. Second reading and amendments of senate joint resolutions and senate bills.
QUESTION: Shall the bill be ordered to a third reading?
Senate Bill 50. Relating to: wind energy system rules.
Senate Bill 58. Relating to: liability of public utility customers for unbilled utility service.
Senate Bill 114. Relating to: legislative consideration of a biennial budget bill.
Senate Bill 179. Relating to: requiring a private school that provides child care for children under three years of age to be licensed to operate a child care center. Senate Amendment 1 pending
Senate Bill 255. Relating to: the publication and effective dates of acts.
Senate Bill 308. Relating to: deposit placement programs of public depositories.
Senate Bill 394. Relating to: establishing an assistant district attorney pay progression plan. Senate Substitute Amendment 1 pending
Senate Bill 396. Relating to: financial assistance for the livestock premises registration program, a tax credit for livestock identification tags and tag-reading equipment, and making an appropriation. Senate Substitute Amendment 1 pending
Senate Bill 399. Relating to: the admissibility of hearsay evidence at a preliminary examination.
Senate Bill 407. Relating to: zinc air button cell batteries and providing penalties.
Senate Bill 411. Relating to: hunting and trapping of wolves, providing an exemption from emergency rule procedures, extending the time limit for emergency rule procedures, and making an appropriation. Senate Amendments 1 and 3 pending
Senate Bill 415. Relating to: buying, selling, bartering, and trading of nonedible parts from upland game birds.
Senate Bill 426. Relating to: intentional program violations of public assistance programs.
Senate Amendments 1 and 2 pending
Senate Bill 429. Relating to: portable electronics insurance and providing a penalty.
Senate Amendment 1 pending
Senate Bill 441. Relating to: authorizing the Department of Natural Resources to collect voluntary contributions in addition to fees charged for certain approvals, authorizing the voluntary contributions to be paid to the Natural Resources Foundation of Wisconsin, and making an appropriation.
Senate Bill 452. Relating to: exception to local levy limits for the village of Warrens.
Senate Bill 453. Relating to: the authority and responsibility of the Department of Safety and Professional Services, requirements for obtaining certain licenses or other credentials from the Department of Safety and Professional Services, weighing a product that contains opium or another controlled substance, and granting rule-making authority. Senate Substitute Amendment 1 pending
Senate Bill 457. Relating to: dispensing motor vehicle fuel for persons with disabilities, granting rule-making authority, and providing a penalty.
Senate Bill 459. Relating to: economic development activities of the Wisconsin Housing and Economic Development Authority.
Senate Bill 461. Relating to: the governor's read to lead development fund, the Read to Lead Development Council, grants in support of literacy and early childhood development programs, teacher licensure, screening kindergarten pupils for reading readiness, remedial reading services for certain pupils, evaluating teacher preparatory programs and educator effectiveness, requiring the exercise of rule-making authority, and making an appropriation. Senate Amendment 3 to Senate Substitute Amendment 1, Senate Amendment 3 to Senate Amendment 4 to Senate Substitute Amendment 1, Senate Amendment 4 to Senate Substitute Amendment 1, and Senate Substitute Amendment 1 pending
Senate Bill 463. Relating to: the angel investment and early stage seed investment tax credit programs. Senate Amendments 1 and 2 pending
Senate Bill 464. Relating to: prohibiting fingerprinting in connection with professional credentials issued by the Department of Safety and Professional Services or an examining board or affiliated credentialing board, except as provided in the statutes, and requiring the exercise of rule-making authority.
Senate Bill 465. Relating to: the definition of municipality for purposes of tax refund setoffs.
Senate Bill 474. Relating to: matching financial records for Medical Assistance eligibility and providing a penalty.
Senate Bill 475. Relating to: audits and reports of state savings banks and state savings and loan associations.
Senate Bill 476. Relating to: changing the date of fire prevention week from the week of October 8 to the week of October 9.
Senate Bill 492. Relating to: regulating certain service contracts and granting rule-making authority.
Senate Amendment 1 pending
Senate Bill 496. Relating to: brucellosis testing of milk, cream, and cattle and restrictions on moving or sale of American bison and other animal species.
Senate Bill 497. Relating to: designation, modification, and termination of agricultural enterprise areas.
Senate Bill 498. Relating to: the pest abatement authority of the Department of Agriculture, Trade and Consumer Protection.
Senate Bill 518. Relating to: gasoline vapor recovery requirements and granting rule-making authority.
Senate Bill 524. Relating to: exception to local levy limits for the city of Fox Lake.
Senate Bill 526. Relating to: technical changes to the qualified production activities income and franchise tax credit.
Twelfth Order. Second reading and amendments of assembly joint resolutions and assembly bills.
QUESTION: Shall the bill be ordered to a third reading?
Assembly Bill 56. Relating to: retail theft, proof of ownership for flea market sales, and providing penalties.
Assembly Bill 176. Relating to: minimum harvesting requirements for commercial fishing in the Great Lakes.
Assembly Bill 217. Relating to: impersonating certain officials and providing a penalty.
Assembly Bill 334. Relating to: possession of certain animals killed by vehicles.
Assembly Bill 384. Relating to: weapons that may be used to hunt certain animals and requirements for establishing open hunting seasons for those animals.
Assembly Bill 395. Relating to: acquisition of land in the Niagara Escarpment corridor.
Assembly Bill 397. Relating to: failing to report the death of a child or to report a missing child, moving the corpse of a child, hiding a corpse to collect public benefits, and providing penalties.
Thirteenth Order. Third reading of joint resolutions and bills.
Fourteenth Order. Motions may be offered.
Fifteenth Order. Announcements, adjournment honors, and remarks under special privilege.
Sixteenth Order. Adjournment.