The last day or so has been a pretty nice one.  I woke up, packed my things and went to the Minnesota State Fair.

For the uninitiated, the Minnesota state fair is an experience.  It DOMINATES discussion of plans during the end of the summer and remains one of the only acceptable reasons to get out of going to some unpleasant function.

e.g. – Why didn’t you go to Grandma’s funeral?

I couldn’t go, that’s the day had I go to the Fair.

This would OF COURSE offend people, because… what kind of idiot only goes to the fair one time during the year?