Usually Saturday Morning Is The Only Quiet Time In Milwaukee

I’m eating breakfast, Albanian sausage, at Megan’s Café in Cudahy. It’s a nice place—a little storefront L-shaped room. I like places like this, but the only bad thing is there is some kind of video game—a guy is constantly playing—but at least it has no sound—and there is a video poker machine—and the worst thing—there is TV with the sound on—and some ridiculous Saturday morning show—at least it’s not as bad as CNN, but almost—it’s a reality TV show for kids—what the fuck!

I was riding here on the bike trail this morning, and it’s 10 am on a Saturday morning, and there's some kind of running event going on, I guess. I come to the turnaround—a couple of guys with an orange cone in the middle of the bike trail, that the runners go around and then back the way they came. But the weird thing is that these guys have a CAR on the bike trail, a gasoline powered generator chugging away, but the loud noise THAT is making is drowned out by LOUD MUSIC blaring though portable PA speakers—some kind of Top 40 contemporary disco bar crap. Why? Isn’t the point of going out on a weekend Saturday morning on the bike and walking trail—through the woods—away from the roads and cars—is to be AWAY from cars and exhaust and noise? Why in the world would you put giant speakers out here blasting music so that it’s like you’re in a bar? You can go to the bar LATER!