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Morning! Yep, It's early. Almost insanely so, if you don't realize that I got to sleep in for a Monday. So today I'm leaving the Bridgeport/Fairfield CT area and starting my trek back home. The Bethlehem Fair was pretty fun. I ate poorly of fair foods, so had to go to Ruby Tuesdays last night to get some vegetables. So much for my 2 cups of salad greens at every meal. Well...
I won Second Place in my category!!!
And that's all I have to say about that.
You know, watching the Draft Horse competition, I am once again amazed at the amount of horsepower in horsepower. These magnificent beasts were pulling over 8,400 lbs from a dead stop on a sled. That is more than the oxen could pull. Makes me want to get a pair and go camping in a covered wagon. Of course, my covered wagon would have amenities not normally included in the traditional covered wagon, but that's beside the point. So all Rich Old Men with Heart Conditions I'm available. Especially should you have horses. :D Oh and...
I won Second Place in my category!!
Color me Red! In more ways than one. Yeah, sunny, no sunscreen. My right shoulder is kinda painful right now. But it matches my RED RIBBON that I won for my piece of Stained Glass, Gate Nazi aside. Ah yes, the Gate Nazi.
One of the options for people entering in the fair is to have their tickets held at the Fair Office. This is INSIDE the fair. So I walk in with my friends, holding my 8x10 piece of stained glass artwork and tell the guy at the gate that my tickets are being held at the Fair Office. He gives me this look of death like I'm trying to cheat and get in without paying. Apparently with an 8x10 piece of glass artwork. I'm going to hold this fragile thing around all evening just to get in free. Yeah, bullshit. So he tells me that I can go in, but I have to go back to his gate to prove to him that I've really entered. I give him a WTF look because of all things to use to smuggle oneself into the fair, one is NOT going to use GLASS ARTWORK! One would use something small, easily pocketed, or easily thrown away, which would not be in the 8x10 STAINED GLASS ARTWORK! So he's the Gate Nazi.
Well, pbbbbt on the Gate Nazi because my "smugglingness" won me a fucking Red Ribbon, so just go piss off, and I'm sure a good BM would completely change your outlook on life.
Anyway, onto something else. Well, I'm thinking it's my goodbyes 'cause I have to pack and stuff and leave by like 8:30 so my lovely host Suzy can go off to work and I can make the long drive home. Too bad Liz the Mischievous renovated @ 07:49
