|So, there you are, taking you 900 pound pumpkin to the fair, |
thinking you've got it made,
and some guy shows up with an 1100 pound gourd.
And then some other guy shows up with one that weighs 1300 pounds...
|The worlds biggest kohlrabi...|
|Which was spawning.|
|Hooray for hops!|
|Somebody gave the bacon beast a perm!|
|Hippie cow. |
(Actually a Tibetan Yak.)
|Horny cow. |
("The Watusi Cow has such large horns as a cooling mechanism...
blood circulates through them and cools off...")
|Once again ran into Daddy Bear at the Fair.|
Did not have scones, which are a standard, at least here. Was supposed to meet a colleague from work, but a minor crisis led to our arriving late enough that she and her husband had already left, so that beer will have to wait. (Then again, this year all the beer gardens, pubs, and the like are posted "No Minors", which sign on an establishment serving alcohol in this state also means "No licensed firearms.")
Didn't see any rodeo events, and missed the draft horses.
Did stop and chat with the techs who sold us our orthotics, though, and Mrs. Drang had hers adjusted. Mine are OK. Picked up some honey, passed on the fudge as we still have some in the fridge from the spring.
Passed on taunting the democrats in their booth. Didn't see where the Libertarian Party was set up this year, not sure if I would have been able to resist the urge ask WTF they were thinking?!
Walked until our feet were killing us. Came home.