Over it

It's time for me to take a break at least until next year

First let’s talk about the fact that my beard has officially reached crazy old man status. I will begin trimming operations later today to hopefully rectify that situation but there is a part of me that not-so-secretly enjoys growing my hair out. Anyway, back to the original thought that started this post at least until the train derails again…

I have officially had my fill of the Great Minnesota Get-Together. 322 acres of State Fair that I covered over 5 days this year and I might have to go back on that clean eating nonsense just to get my body back into a normal place. I should have taken more pictures but I also don’t understand the constant photographic phenomenon. I watch people in a perpetual state of selfie and it looks exhausting. I will only get on that train once my glasses have recording capabilities and I can keep screen grabs of the interesting crap I can’t seem to stop noticing.

I feel like these folks haven’t kept up with what “peg” and or “pegging” has come to mean. My middle child was the first to point this out to me and now I can’t unsee it. It’s like those chocolate appetite suppressant candies my mom took in the 1970s named Ayds. When the disease hit in the 80s they tried a shift by calling them Diet Ayds but at some point you have to cut your losses. The signs at the restaurant don’t help as they tout the Peg Muffin, the Flaming Peg Burger (which sounds like something that happens in Hell) and the Big boy (also a seeming eternal torture reference)

I guess if you try hard enough anything can be sexualized as demonstrated by the neon animated cheese curd depicted above being flung across one side of the sign by a mouse into his partners mouth. I really need to grow up.

So as of today I am officially done with the Fair this year. Luckily it closes down tomorrow so the temptation won’t be around. Now I need to go for yet another walk in the heat to try and work off the ten pounds recently acquired.