Nothing to see in Iowa, just life ... so says Detroit Free Press columnist

This may be the laziest thing I've ever done that didn't involve anything letting dust accumulate. I could spend 15 minutes in a hermetically sealed bubble while wearing an astronaut's suit with an oxygen tank, and I'd leave it dustier than anything Oklahoma has ever seen.

But I digress. Here is the laziness. I am submitting this link to a column by (excellent sports columnist/journalist) Michael Rosenberg of the Detroit Free Press on his impressions of Iowa after spending the weekend here to cover the Michigan State-Iowa game. And you tell the rest of us what you thought about it.

I'll include just one excerpt to motivate you:

Iowans must be the nicest people on the planet. Iowa is the kind of place that sells cars without locks. If you gain 200 pounds in Iowa, the locals will tell you that you look like you lost some weight.

And you just might gain 200 pounds here. My friend Dean spent his childhood in Michigan and much of his adulthood in Wisconsin before moving to Iowa. I texted him this weekend and asked: What is the best thing about Iowa?

His reply: "It's perfectly acceptable to eat pork for all three meals."

Read the whole piece, and tell us if it's a valentine to Iowa or something less. I don't know the answer. It certainly didn't offend me.

Like I said before in very clear terms: This is very lazy on my part. I needed someone to e-mail Rosenberg's essay to me just to become aware of it.