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The Sky Glider on Machinery Hill...
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Fellas! Are you tired of your woman complaining that your a slack-jawed idiot? Well, for starters, stop gawking and looking amazed at the Bobcats hauling around dirt. It's just dirt, for Pete's sake...
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The grandstand preparing for the 5,000 tone-deaf attendees for tonight's "80's Hair Band" extraordinaire... POISON!
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The Lucky Charms Leprachuan would say: Yellow stripes... Green grass... Blue hat... Red plaid pants... He's magically moronic...
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Chicago dogs in the beer garden...
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Just liked this guy's T-Shirt. "The Clash -- The Only Band That Matters!" So true...
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And speaking of State Fair Penny's, Penny and Sarah went to the fair on Friday night to see Styx and REO Speedwagon... Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto...
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At Andy's Grill, they stop serving every hour and the staff dances to "Greased Lightning"...
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Wouldn't be a fair without an Elvis sighting...
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A Saloon-themed beer garden...
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Pitchers MUST remain in the Frontier Bar... I smuggled out a few pictures, though. They'll probably send a posse after me...
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