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The Hoosierist: Ground War

“Even if winter creeper is somehow expunged, plenty of other imported plants are busily stealing sunlight and soil from honest, hardworking, native species.”

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The Hoosierist: Making a Stand

“Try to set up a lemonade stand on park grounds any other day of the year, and you’ll get a lesson not in capitalism but in how hard it is to do anything on government land without filling out lots of forms.”

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The Hoosierist: Bald Eagles at the Fashion Mall

Pretty soon, they’ll be swooping in for French fries from the Cheesecake Factory patio.

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The Hoosierist: Painting Over Murals

The feds say a mural technically belongs to the artist for his or her lifetime plus 75 years. But here in the rain-soaked, sun-bleached real world, no outdoor painting survives that long.

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The Hoosierist: The Third Degree

In theory, pretty much anyone can do the weather. And back in Old Timey Times, pretty much anyone—including David Letterman—did.

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Hoosier Hall Of Fame: The Bicentennial Hoosierist

Q: Why is “On the Banks of the Wabash, Far Away” the state song instead of “Back Home Again in Indiana”?

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The Hoosierist: Skiing on the Monon

The back-and-forth motion necessary to keep those cross-country skis moving will “work your core.” Which is a diplomatic way of saying it makes everything hurt.

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The Hoosierist: Little Uproar

“You would think the beasts wouldn’t feel comfortable in an environment that blazes like the Vegas strip.”

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The Hoosierist: Against the Grain

The Hoosierist boasts firsthand knowledge of this topic, because members of his family have crafted what he’ll charitably call “artisanal” moonshine for years.

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The Hoosierist: Usual Haunts

“The Hoosierist is a confirmed skeptic, so asking him to point out ghosts is like expecting an astronomer to cast your horoscope.”

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The Hoosierist: Tight Rein

So that’s why we don’t have carriage drivers up in our grills screaming, “Hey, buddy! Carriage ride! Twenty bucks!”

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The Hoosierist: Picking Favorites

“In the Hoosierist’s book, there’s no such thing as a “best” zucchini. Or even an acceptable one.”

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The Hoosierist: Criminal Rinds

Some freedom-crushing wonk in the Beech Grove junta decided that watermelon rinds stuffed into public garbage containers punctured the plastic bags and made a mess.

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The Hoosierist: Angie’s Dish

This tiny establishment with a vaguely troubling moniker offers pastries and beverages exclusively to Angie’s List employees.

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The Hoosierist: Green With Envy

Do barbecue joints need board of health clearance to set up grills in their parking lots (where the flies, stray dogs, and hobos live)?

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