Now here is a thing about the Alaska State Fari and me.
I don’t like it.
I have lived in Alaska my entire life, which means I have been to the fair quite a number of times.
But to be honest, you really only need to go once because it is always exactly the same.
And I mean EXACTLY the same.
For instance, this is what you will always see.
Somebody grew a giant vegetable.
A bunch of kids brought the animals that they raised by hand and will soon murder so that mama can make her special ham with mint jelly for supper.
There are booths selling the kinds of foods that your dietician would throw themselves on to keep you from eating it, and of course, rickety ass rides, held together with bobby pins and duct tape, which might induce vomiting so that the fair food does not clog all of you arteries later that night.
Been there, done that, threw up in that trash can over by the Tilt-a-Whirl.
I used to say that the only reason to go to the fair is if you have young children or a new girlfriend.
But today I will have to amend that to also include a pushy daughter who wants to do “Alaska things” with her father and offers to pay for everything.
So anyway, off to the fair I go. In fact, I am there right now, which means I may be a little slow in publishing your comments.
Sorry for any inconvenience, but hey, everybody needs to get out of the house once in a while.
Right now I just have to figure out what the hell an “Elephant Ear” is why the hell anybody would want to eat one?
P.S. I did not see Sarah at the fair, but I did see this.
Best shirt I’ve seen so far. pic.twitter.com/Wh75VhaPXo
— Gryphen 2009 (@Gryphen2009) September 1, 2018
Now, I just have to unsee it.