ths is 4 kds tht reed my blog. i thnk it gr8 that u r txtn frnd n fmly. u pay 4 fon so u use fon. 2 bd ur 2 slfsh 2 care 4 us. ur life is bout u nd y u hat us its not fare. life is al bout wat u mak of it.
So I turn left off of 92nd St onto Orchard Thursday night at 5:30, and I see My-Sugar-Na waving lines of cars onto our yard. The State Fair is in full swing. This is our fourth Fair in West Allis, and we've never had more than a couple of cars parking in our yard the first day, so this was
a little quite unexpected. I didn't even have time to change clothes, I opened up the garage doors, quickly shoved a couch (Side note; we bought this beautiful sofa sleeper from a friend a couple of weeks ago and we couldn't get it into the family room. No way it gets through the back door, so we went through the living room... damn swinging dining room door. Couldn't get it off of its swinger, so now it sits in the garage until I can figure out how to get that door off. Ticks me off, too, as the money from the couch came out of my Vegas fund. [Special double side note; did I mention that in June I managed to get a round trip ticket to Vegas for the weekend of November 7 for only $138? I couldn't NOT buy that ticket. Now I have three more months to save up to the amount of money I want to take. Having a 2-Benjamin couch in my garage is a contraindication.]) up against a wall and quickly slid some bikes into the storage locker. I no sooner had the garage cleaned out when a Foreigner fan parked her SUV there.
Rain, rain. Go away. Now, dammit.
So when it finally stopped pouring and degraded to a summer shower, the traffic in the neighborhood started to trickle in. My-Sugar-Na and I started parking cars around 2:00 PM (In contrast, by 11:30 AM on the first Saturday in 2007 I already had about half a dozen). We had ran a couple of errands in the early afternoon, and though Mitten did park one car, there really wasn't the crush of traffic that I had expected.
First, let's dispatch the preliminaries. Casa de James housed one automobile on the first Sunday of the State Fair. Uno. Eine. In about five hours of sitting alone outside waiting for that rush to start at any time...
Well, it isn't the weather that exclusively dictates the Home Game version of the Milwaukee Mile infield. I got home from work, thinking that the nicer weather would draw many more to the Fair. I must have been wrong as the neighborhood was again devoid of traffic, and the James Gang car park tally remains at 34 cars in five days.
Welcome to both of you that navigated over here from the JS Online home page, clicked the link under the Newswatch section on the right side (above the fold) that's called "Read More From Our News Partners". MyCommunityNOW editor Mark Maley was fascinated enough by this content that he is linking by blog for the remainder of the State Fair (unless he didn't like that picture. In the event the link is removed, pretend you didn't read this paragraph and continue after the break).
After arriving home at work, changing clothes and parking the 11th car (and last) on our property by 6:00 PM, My-Sugar-Na walked to the State Fair. I knew it was Crazy Grazin' day, and I knew my wife had some stuff she had wanted to try.
Honestly, there isn't a lot to report about from my point of view on Wednesday. My-Sugar-Na took a day off of work, and had six cars parked by the time I got home from work (but that's not the reason you took a day off, is it honey?) Shortly after Mitten and Gooey were dropped off, they were able to park one more for a daily total of seven, and a seven-day total of 55.
What is the A-#1 issue in the United States right now? (No, not euthanizing old people. It's the economy.) I've been waiting to read anything in the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel about the State Fair and the attendance. Granted, a la Summerfest, actual daily attendance is not divulged. But the reporters don't even appear to allude to the crowds being larger, smaller, etc. The daily food-on-a-stick reports were cute for a couple of days, but that can't be the only daily story (oh, I forgot about the cute-kids reports and farmers-and-their-animals stories.)
Can you believe its almost over?
Last night (Saturday night) was the annual birthday party for my immediate family - parents, siblings and spouses (and hangers-on like Revvy Al and Jendy Wo). Instead of the 12 of us going to a birthday party dinner every few weeks, we've consolidated it into one dinner a year that we spend more on than what we should.
(Side note; I apologize for posting this 12 hours late. One could say that I wanted Laura to post first so I would be on top of the stack again [Laura, I kid because I love], but the truth is I got caught up in the "You didn't save early, save often" predicament. I had typed the whole thing out, opened up a new browser window to get the links that everybody so loves, and when I got back, I had a "session timed out" message. Now, we bloggers get five hours before our session logs out, and it took me about a half hour to type my entry, so I had no reason to think I should have saved first. Oh, well, live and learn. But the reality is that I already spent almost an hour at work pretending not to be blogging and I couldn't have taken more time to repost. OK, now to start over...)
Have you noticed that many '70s and '80s songs are being overplayed? I know that was a problem in the '80s, (Side note; face it, you had 'KTI, Z-95, B-97 and WRKR all playing the exact same, tight format) but it is kinda silly that it is happening in 2009. Some of my one-time favorite songs, like "Pour Some Sugar on Me" from Def Leppard, "Don't Stop Believing" from Journey, "More Than a Feeling" from Boston, "Livin' on a Prayer" by Bon Jovi, as well as songs that I never really liked, like "Girls Just Want to Have Fun" by Cyndi Lauper and "Keep on Loving You" by REO Speedwagon all fall into that category. As a matter of fact, just about all Def Leppard and Bon Jovi songs have become unlistentoable.