Did anyone ever get bored at the county fair? Probably a few have, but the big majority of folks who go the fair have a great time. Where else can one smell the cows, the pigs, the sheep, the chickens, then go eat some of them right on the premises. France comes to mind, but here in our country, the USA, it doesn't happen often.
Then where else can you combine all of the above with displays of hot tubs, firestoves, art, photographs, the local FHA chapter's latest projects, and someone like the Beach Boys with the chickens and the sheep and the cows and the pigs? What fun!
We went to the fair this year to see the Beach Boys and eventhough we had to sit on the damp ground for an hour and a half, I gotta say, "it was worth it." The Beach Boys are mostly new guys who are good at mimicing the originals and then there are two of the originals: Mike Love and the other guy whose name escapes me.
There were no clouds on a star-lit sky and the temperature was as perfect as it can be for anyone to stay out and not get hot, or cold. There was no "warm-up" group to suffer through, so when the music started and the beach balls began flying, the crowd limbered up quickly. It didn't take long for us all to get up and started shuckin' and jivin' to "Little Deuce Coop," "My 409," "In My Room," "Good Vibrations," and "Kokomo."
After the concert, we sauntered over to where the rodeo was still going and sat in the bleachers, plenty of room here, and watched the last 4 or 5 bull riders.
We had a lot of fun.
Then where else can you combine all of the above with displays of hot tubs, firestoves, art, photographs, the local FHA chapter's latest projects, and someone like the Beach Boys with the chickens and the sheep and the cows and the pigs? What fun!
We went to the fair this year to see the Beach Boys and eventhough we had to sit on the damp ground for an hour and a half, I gotta say, "it was worth it." The Beach Boys are mostly new guys who are good at mimicing the originals and then there are two of the originals: Mike Love and the other guy whose name escapes me.
There were no clouds on a star-lit sky and the temperature was as perfect as it can be for anyone to stay out and not get hot, or cold. There was no "warm-up" group to suffer through, so when the music started and the beach balls began flying, the crowd limbered up quickly. It didn't take long for us all to get up and started shuckin' and jivin' to "Little Deuce Coop," "My 409," "In My Room," "Good Vibrations," and "Kokomo."
After the concert, we sauntered over to where the rodeo was still going and sat in the bleachers, plenty of room here, and watched the last 4 or 5 bull riders.
We had a lot of fun.
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