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Curt is Chicago native – but don’t hold that against him. After stops in Madison and California, he and his wife moved to Waukesha in 2004 to open their own downtown business.

July 2008 - Posts

Train Whistles Blow

By Curt Otto
Monday, Jul 21 2008, 06:39 PM

I have lived in downtown Waukesha for four years now and let me tell you, it is far from a quiet environment.

This city bustles with noise 24 hours a day.

It begins just before sunrise with the hum of the street sweeper.

Next, the delivery trucks rumble through town, their airbrakes and rolling doors piercing the early morning air just as the sun begins to rise.

The third shift bars then open their doors around 6:30 AM.

Around 7 or 8 AM, construction starts. This includes cranes, trucks, nail guns, drills, back up beepers, and the like.

Next, like clockwork, I can hear the usual groups of joggers go by, discussing world events and local gossip.

As the day continues, the fire department goes out occasionally, the police buzz down Main Street, and the city buses run their routes.

Kids frolic in the streets and parks, people hustle by, and cars cruise up and down the streets- with the occasional stereo turned up loud enough to rattle your fillings.

And just as the business day winds down and evening approaches, people descend on our little downtown to unwind.

The bars open their doors and warm up their bands. Groups of folks stroll the streets with coffees or hop from bar to bar enjoying libations.

Included in that last group are those who over enjoy. They can be heard hooting and hollering up and down Main Street at all hours of the night.

Bar time can bring chaos as drunken fools flood into the streets, singing songs, slamming car doors, and arguing with each other about who is sober enough to drive home.

And just as the city settles in for the evening, the silence is broken again by the street sweeper- and the cycle continues.

Downtown is noisy, but so is every urban setting. Most of the noise is to be expected, and some of it is unnecessary.

It can wear on you after a while, especially the noise that disrupts your sleep.

But if you bring it up for discussion, you hear the same response every time: “that’s what you get for living downtown. If you don’t like it, then you should move!”

Thanks. I’ll consider it.

I just thought that maybe I had the same rights to some peace and quiet after 10PM as other folks in this city do. 

And then, a few weeks ago, the train horn ordinance expired and it became obvious to me that the rest of the city doesn’t have the right to a peaceful night sleep either.

So we are all in the same boat now.

Sweet!

That’s what you get for living in a city full of railroads. If you don’t like it…

To be quite honest with you, I like the train horns at this volume. It drowns out all the other noises that disturb my sleep at night.

I can handle a haunting train whistle blaring through the night air over the drunks, the car stereos, the hoodlums up the street, and the dull beat of the bar music.

Wooooo, woooooo. Chugga, chugga.

So I guess this point you may be wondering how we get any sleep down here.

Well, here’s how.

And what’s great about these is they come in a handy dispenser that can be mounted by your bedside. They also come in fun fashion colors that can be coordinated with your nightwear, or with the décor of your bedroom.

Who knew that eleven cents of foam could be so beneficial to one’s health and well being?

And you might as well get used to it because polluting things is something we do very well here in Waukesha.

We’ve polluted our water.

We’ve polluted our air.

We’ve polluted our silence.

And just when you thought we had done it all, we’re about to pollute our night sky as well

 

 

"Mr. Vallozzi, Spain on line one..."

By Curt Otto
Thursday, Jul 17 2008, 10:18 AM

 

Here it is, folks.

This is your first look at Cutler Park, Bethesda Park, and Frame Park during Labor Day weekend.

You know what this downtown needs?

A nice hotel...


 

My $300 Minooka Dog Park Cover Charge.

By Curt Otto
Tuesday, Jul 1 2008, 02:14 PM

It had the potential to be a great day…

My wife and I arrived at the Minooka Dog Park early Sunday morning with donuts, hot coffee, and a dog in desperate need of exercise.

Eddie, our 5 year old Fox Terrier, had been cooped up in the house all week and was raring to go. He could barley contain himself in the car on the ride over.

Once inside the park, he paused to lighten his load a bit, and then tore down the hill toward the pond where he met up with a pack of muddy dogs.

It was absolute melee from there.

Muddy dogs were running in all directions and as Ed made his third pass through the pond, I swore I saw what seemed to be a huge smile on his furry little face.

As all seemed well in the world of Ed, I relaxed and sipped my coffee.

However, my contentment was soon disrupted when I heard cries from a dog in pain.

The pack had stopped running now, and they all had gathered around the wounded dog as if concerned over his well being. As we approached the group, I was devastated to see that it was Ed that was crying.

A brief inspection revealed a viscous bite on Eddie’s right side, just past his shoulder.

Someone in the pack didn’t know how to play well with others.

Ed winced in pain as I picked him up and carried him to the car. We wrapped him in a towel and took him to the 24 hour emergency vet.

One could now say that our beautiful Sunday morning had taken a horrible turn for the worse. After all, my best friend had a quarter size hole in his side and was trembling on my lap, complements of a dog that doesn’t belong at a dog park.

And believe me, I was less than pleased upon our arrival to the vet, knowing that someone else’s irresponsibility not only put my dog’s life at risk, but was also going to put a major dent in my wallet as well.

This was my third time at the Waukesha Emergency Vet in the four years we have lived here. It was Eddie’s first. And I have to say that they are the nicest people there- always friendly, always caring.

They saw to Ed’s wound quickly and we found ourselves a seat in the lobby.

A horrible Sunday?

Hardly.

As I looked around the waiting area, I didn’t see many happy faces.

Eventually the silence in the room was broken by a couple sitting across from us. They asked about Ed’s injury and then we briefly discussed their reasons for being at the vet.

Turns out their dog had lost use of his back legs.

Another woman came in with a little terrier who was acting lethargic (a lethargic terrier is a rare sight indeed). After a brief check up, it was determined he had eaten rat poison.

We then spoke with a lady whose dog may have contracted Lyme’s disease.

Following that, another couple came in to check on the status of their dog. While my wife and I were outside getting a breath of fresh air, we saw them leaving- without their dog.

Before entering their car, they broke down in tears.

Our Sunday morning was not nearly as tragic as these folk’s.

And after an agonizing hour in the waiting room, I heard the sound of Ed’s collar as he walked down the hallway.

It was music to my ears!

He had six stitches, a drain tube, and was a little woozy from the sedative, but he was going home with us, with a healthy prognosis from the doctor.

In seven to ten days, he should be as good as new.

We said our goodbyes to the others in the waiting room, and as we walked out, we passed a golden retriever on the way in.

He had a fishing line hanging out his mouth. I’m sure I don’t have to tell you where the fishing lure was.

It looked like it was going to be a busy Sunday at the Waukesha Emergency Vet.


 
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