Brown County Fair

Link of the Day
Road Sage

Saying for the Day:

I like pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals. ~Winston Churchill

Picture of the Day:

Quilly's Just Reflecting

The Days Wrap UP

It was a good day. I started by doing some more dragon reflection pictures. Then I had trouble with the computer. A program took control of all the windows functions. It wouldn't let me change wallpaper or do a lot of other things so I spent the morning trying to figure out how to get rid of it. I couldn't uninstall it because it controlled that function and wouldn't allow its use. Its help screen was not written for Vista so it didn't work. Finally I called the company an was piut on hold for half an hour. Finally I got a service person. He e-mailed me the url for a program that was supposed to remove it but it wouldn't load so he e-mailed another. Thus at lunch I had my computer back. In the afternoon Betty and I went to the basement. She plastered while I did a little touch up sawing ( rounded some corners) and nailing. Little by little it is coming together.
then I visited my links. Now I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA

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My Time at the Fair

Sunday I went to the Brown County Fair. I probably shouldn’t have gone since it was a rough breathing day. I started off with the lowest blood oxygen level in a long time. I used almost a full bottle of oxygen at Church with the stress of the Children’s sermon. In addition to that it was ninety degrees. I should have stayed at home with air conditioning and the oxygen concentrator.
But I hadn’t been to a fair in two years and I missed going. I had gone to the UP state fair every year since I was a boy. I took my kids and grandkids there. I just love fairs. So, since it looked like it was this fair or wait another year I decided to go.
My daughter Pennie drove us the thirty miles and my son Peter and children met us there.
We started our tour with the poultry barn. This gave me a chance to tell my grandson about my raising pigeons and chickens when I was his age and how I entered them in the UP fair. I didn’t tell him my birds never won. Luke enjoyed the chicken barn . He really liked the baby chicks. He also liked the rabbits. I raised those as a kid as well but never entered them in the fair. But I think my grandfather status went up one point for rabbits.
I suppose for somebody with COPD the air quality in the animal barns left something to be desired but I had my trusty oxygen bottle so it was ok.
I rode around the fairgrounds on my three wheeled scooter. I discovered that the fairground wasn’t always level and twice I almost tipped over. That was a bit of excitement I didn’t need.
Then came the big choice funnel cake or french fries. In the good old days I would have had both but my stomach no longer works that way so I had to make a choice. I choose french fries. You can’t beat fair french fries. Yes they are a little pricey but the flavor.
WE were almost through and my oxygen was running low when Peter decided to go on a very fast ride with his daughter. The same ride he always went on when we went to the fair. Afterwards he confessed he was no longer young and thought he was going to die on the ride. After the ride he had trouble walking for a little while.
By the time I got home the oxygen bottle was empty and I was wiped out. But it was worth every minute of it.
I went to the fair hurrah!

News from Pigeon Falls

-The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal. Tommy UK has begun to wonder about his friend Mrs. Trumble. He doesn’t think she is as old as she appears to be. He doesn’t think anybody that old could do what she did in the talent show. He knows she is very rich. He knows her parents lived in Texas and they were very rich. He knows because she used to fly down to visit them four or five times a year. They both outlived Mr. Trumble. Then her mother died of a stroke and soon after her father died as well . He just sort of pined away. That is all Tommy UK knows. Now the question is how can he find out more. Most of his usual sources are friends of Mrs. Trumble and in fact she found them for him.
So what should Tommy UK do? He is going to ask his uncle in Iron Mountain to help. The uncle has friends in the State Police and Tommy UK hopes they don’t know Mrs. Trumble. Then he is going to try one of the internet tracing services. It will cost him a couple of months allowance but now he really wants to know.
Tommy TW’s book is just about ready to be published and it still doesn’t have a title. Right now he is leaning toward “ A Ghost of a Murder” or “ Murder by Ghost”. Nancy is not wild about either title. But he has to pick one fairly soon.

Tom Maki’s boy Elmer is earning some college money hauling tourists around in a buckboard during Old Timer Days. He has more customers that he can handle. His girlfriend is taking pictures of the buckboard riders and those are selling well too. Elmer has a supply of cowboy hats he loans out for the pictures.