Hoosier lore

This goes so far beyond naive optimism that it's goofiness personified:

Local news outlets this week have been carrying the story about the 21-year-old arrested for her third DWI in about a year, the last time while she was eight months pregnant. I almost did a post on her as an example of somebody who just isn't taking the hint. But she's young enough to turn her life around if she chooses to, or at least not turn into this guy:

The Indy Star has an interesting story about the new bait car Indianapolis Police are going to be using, which is a pretty cool way to get would-be car thieves off the street without chasing them through neighborhoods at 100 mph. This is the part that stopped me:

If you're going to steal something so distinctive that you can never display it in public, you should probably stick to paintings so you can at least sit in your room and admire them periodically. On the other hand, maybe that's exactly what this thief is doing:

Where I grew up, some relatives could be reached only by train, so I've had a lifelong fondness for that mode of travel. And during my time in northwest Indiana, I enjoyed the idea of having the South Shore available. How cool is it to have an electric interurban still around in this day and age? It was so easy to ride the train to the Randolph Street Station to take in downtown Chicago instead of driving through all that maddening traffic.

Wheee! Time travel is fun. You nod off while sampling the Internet in 2009, and you wake up in 1970:

Believe it or not, there are men in Muncie who not only support feminism and feminist ideals, but identify themselves as feminists as well.

But that doesn't mean some people aren't surprised by meeting men who support the social, political and economic equality between the sexes.

There may be a worse name that could have been chosen for this fast-growing sport, but, offhand, I can't think of what it would be:

Those sinners in Indianapolis are on their way to being saved after saying their Earth Hour prayer at the global-warming altar:

The lights at the shop and some other locations in the city went out at 8:30 p.m. and stayed out for an hour. Sponsored by the World Wildlife Fund, the same observance was planned for the same local times around the globe.

At the shop, candles lit the room, and the lights-out participants expressed dedication.

Today we have two great examples of "What, me, too?" encounters with police. First up, the father-son team of Derrick and John Sadler. Derrick, deputy coroner for Kosciusko County, was nabbed for drunken driving. So police called his father, the county coroner, to come pick up his son's vehicle:

When he arrived Trooper Brian Kreger found probable cause that John was also operating while intoxicated.

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I agree with Mike Pence on a lot of issues. This isn't one of them: