Upon landing in Detroit, we drove to Ann Arbor, and I posed in front of the largest stadium on a college campus in the nation in my yellow pants (not maize). Then?  Brunch at Angelo‘s, where I quite possibly had the best omelet I’ve ever had (and this kid eats a lot of omelets, let me tell you).  Then we headed west to the Hankerd Inn for the Camp Stitchalot event where my bride would be sewing instructing for the next several days.  I met some of the…