"Our state fair is a great state fair..."

Another great adventure with the family.

It's always the same. Touring the fair with the old man is pretty rambling and disoriented, but the only other option is touring with Keith, which is equally rambling and disoriented, only he wants to ride expensive midway rides until he throws up. No thanks. It wouldn't be so bad if I were really interested in the difference between a holstein and a guernsey, but it's all good. My barn touring days just may be over.

But it wasn't all bad. The food was good, and since it was reasonably priced, we didn't have to endure a half-hour-long complaint from Jan. Also, I won a giant orange plastic crayon playing "I Got It," which is like bingo, only it involves bouncy balls. I was on fire--I won four times, and Keith only won once. Ha ha. So between that, the giant butter sculpture, and some cool horticulture exhibits, it was a decent trip.

Well, tomorrow's the big move. I may have to make more than one post in a day, if possible.