I’m not much of the fair type. Rides are fun and all but things are too derned expensive there. With the recession and the financial news lately, everyone in financial services is tightening their belts. If you aren’t yet bought, you might be. Or if you’re buying, you might still lose your job. Everything is up in the air for the next 12 months for the more than 1 million Americans that work for the big banks. I’ve mentioned before I work for the big banks, can’t say which, but everyone is stressing it a bit. But I digress.
My girlfriend, ‘The Sheconomist”, and I first met at this very fair 5 years ago. So we like to go back and enjoy the things that made that night so special. No I don’t win her a stuffed dog, and she doesn’t want to ride the ferris wheel and pretend to be scared so I’ll hold her. We’re a bit more contemporary…
We like to go and look at all the trashy people. I’m from the south, live in the south, and am proud of this region. However, then you have people from the SOUTH, and they are entertaining. Sometimes fat, sometimes nasty, always fun. Yes we are bad people and think we’re better than them. So what?
OK, I’m no Saint, but if you wanted one you could read Trent’s blog which is full of nice and positive things. You’re reading my blog. This means you probably think somewhere along the lines I do. It’s the weekend, go to a public place and look at all the people that have it worse than you do. If you need me, I don’t care, I’ll be at the fair, with The Sheconomist, taking in the sights, sounds, and smells of the people.
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