September 2009
40 posts
WatchWith a hilarious ending!
At the Fair Lyrics
by Garrison Keillor
Go to an old church dining hall
Scrambled eggs and ham and all
The Lutheran coffee you can tolerate
At the fair
Take the skyride over the trees
Smell the hot dogs and the cheese
Hear the barker’s liturgies
At the fair
City folks and old cowhands
Geezers and teenage romance
Horse patrol and country bands
At the fair
Corn dogs, hot dogs, take your pick
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I got to see this live. The commentary that went...
Today was the last day of the fair... →
But I’m not quite done! Just got back to Brooklyn, several more videos and photos to upload, stay tuned!
Last night I went to a taping of A Prairie Home Companion. You weren’t supposed to take audio or photos, so, unlike pretty much everyone else there. I didn’t. But it was a lovely, amazing experience. Garrison Keillor is a strange looking, sort of a cross between a praying mantis and a high school AV club geek and it’s a bit jarring at first to reconcile the smooth voice and jerky...
You should go... →
In case you were wondering... →
I wasn’t kidding about the pet surgery. That and the live birth barn must easily account for 30% of fair barfs.
They're adorable And delicious lil' disease...
Baby animals pet today: pig, cow, chicken, duck, sheep, rabbit
Number of H1N1 cases at fair as of today: 25
How fucked I probably am: very
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August 2009
4 posts
There will be barf
Here’s the thing about the State Fair. You’re gonna barf. Might not your first visit, might not your second, but it’s gonna catch up to you and you’re gonna barf. Might be on a ride on the Midway, might be in the pig barn after seeing Minnesota’s fattest pig lay the biggest turd you’ve seen in your life while shoveling a block of fudge in your mouth, but...
