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But funnel cake is so totally worth the dust cloud/somewhat sticky feeling.
Plus, this year proves that the lemonade doesn't just taste good because we're about to get heat stroke. It's possible to not melt at the Grange Fair.. who knew?
I think the reason the Democrat's booth was boring this year is that they didn't have anyone casual enough to be chatty about it. The candidates were all "Eek! I am official and pompous!", and the volunteers just weren't the sort who would flirt with us as an incentive to volunteer ourselves. Also, sometimes in previous years we'd be looking for absentee ballots and such, so there'd be more of an opening. Ah well, we did meet Patrick Murphy before he was a congressperson which is a funny little pray to Kevin Bacon thing.
I'm still downright positive that at least for the year I got my first T-Shirt, AARK was in the [sheep?] barn. The shirt was also much cheaper that time around (cause it was the previous years' design or something), but at least this one is going to fit better. And if I spent more on it than I would on a pair of jeans, well then, at least it's going to a good cause. Of course, if I get my jeans at the Good Will (which I pretty much do), it's also going to a good cause, so I'm just good-causing it up all over the place. I should hold off on getting more pants though because I might be getting some that were rejected by the thighs of steel.
Let's see... what else? Ah, the Talent Show. Oh, the opportunity to be found worthy by Sally Starr has once again slipped through my fingers. If only I had stage presence, and you know, courage (If Iiiiii were king of the fore-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-est!).
Plus, this year proves that the lemonade doesn't just taste good because we're about to get heat stroke. It's possible to not melt at the Grange Fair.. who knew?
I think the reason the Democrat's booth was boring this year is that they didn't have anyone casual enough to be chatty about it. The candidates were all "Eek! I am official and pompous!", and the volunteers just weren't the sort who would flirt with us as an incentive to volunteer ourselves. Also, sometimes in previous years we'd be looking for absentee ballots and such, so there'd be more of an opening. Ah well, we did meet Patrick Murphy before he was a congressperson which is a funny little pray to Kevin Bacon thing.
I'm still downright positive that at least for the year I got my first T-Shirt, AARK was in the [sheep?] barn. The shirt was also much cheaper that time around (cause it was the previous years' design or something), but at least this one is going to fit better. And if I spent more on it than I would on a pair of jeans, well then, at least it's going to a good cause. Of course, if I get my jeans at the Good Will (which I pretty much do), it's also going to a good cause, so I'm just good-causing it up all over the place. I should hold off on getting more pants though because I might be getting some that were rejected by the thighs of steel.
Let's see... what else? Ah, the Talent Show. Oh, the opportunity to be found worthy by Sally Starr has once again slipped through my fingers. If only I had stage presence, and you know, courage (If Iiiiii were king of the fore-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-est!).
