On the Other Hand Maybe I Don’t Want to See Exciting Places

This week I learned that the Michigan Soybean Committee held its monthly meeting in Orlando, Florida. And before you go joking about how well yeah, two-thirds the population of Florida is people visiting from Michigan, consider that their January-February meeting was in Morocco. I’m more or less happy with my life but apparently if you want a life of jet-setting excitement you need to get in touch with people who think about soybeans once a month. Certainly a better deal than I got, going into the business of “having opinions about the 1960s Popeye cartoons”.

Oh, I shouldn’t make it sound like all of Michigan’s soybean committing business is done in world-famous tourist destinations. Back in December they held their meeting in Grand Ledge, a town on the outskirts of Lansing where … uh … they have a pretty good-sized rock, it’s like 40 feet tall and that’s maybe the biggest climbable rock in the mid-Michigan area. Also in the 1880s this guy built a three-story pagoda where the second and third stories kept rotating, the third story faster than the second, and on top of that was a centrifugal swing bringing riders out over the river, but it broke in a flood in 1893. I don’t know if it’s still there. I’m not invited to the Michigan Soybean Committee.

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