Red, White, and Blue. Mainly Red.
Oct. 2nd, 2004 06:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
drewbearThe Robutussin works! I didn't wake up this morning feeling like death warmed over! Instead, it was more like death lightly toasted! And after redosing myself and a nice hot shower, I feel human again! Human again, to be human again...[/Beauty and the Beast showtune]
I decided that, barring massive congestion, I would go to the Texas State Fair for the Dallas Bears meetup after my student this morning. The lesson went fine, and I made it to Fair Park with minimal difficulty, which is a minor miracle, as native Dallasites can attest to. After heading in the dead wrong direction upon entering the fair, I eventually met up with the guys and we wandered around for a while. I would have taken muy mucho pictures, but my camera batteries died unexpectedly, and they're a funky type that I couldn't spontaneously replace. Damn funny batteries. Where's that effin' rabbit when you need 'im?
AAAANYway, after about 3 hours, I felt that my incipient sunburn and I should head back home. I then make an itsy-bitsy, teeny-weeny mistake. I accidentally turn back into the fairgrounds entrance road. Keep in mind that at this time, the 'grounds were being flooded by people coming to see the football game starting at 7PM, and that there are no cut-throughs in the median where I could turn around. I spent 15 minutes to travel 1.3 miles. Yes, I counted. I was that bored/frustrated. Of course, if I hadn't made the wrong turn, I wouldn't have had the interesting experience of seeing two hoochified prostitute-wannabees standing on the median trying to sell, wait for it... those "I support our troops" yellow and red, white & blue magnetic ribbons that have been plastered all over vehicles recently. I wondered where people were getting them, since I haven't seen them for sale anywhere, not even gas stations. I guess everyone goes down to the red-light district to satisfy their patriotic urges.
And now, I'm heading over to the 'rents place to VCR-sit since neither of them is entirely sure how to program the VCR to record when they're not there.
I decided that, barring massive congestion, I would go to the Texas State Fair for the Dallas Bears meetup after my student this morning. The lesson went fine, and I made it to Fair Park with minimal difficulty, which is a minor miracle, as native Dallasites can attest to. After heading in the dead wrong direction upon entering the fair, I eventually met up with the guys and we wandered around for a while. I would have taken muy mucho pictures, but my camera batteries died unexpectedly, and they're a funky type that I couldn't spontaneously replace. Damn funny batteries. Where's that effin' rabbit when you need 'im?
AAAANYway, after about 3 hours, I felt that my incipient sunburn and I should head back home. I then make an itsy-bitsy, teeny-weeny mistake. I accidentally turn back into the fairgrounds entrance road. Keep in mind that at this time, the 'grounds were being flooded by people coming to see the football game starting at 7PM, and that there are no cut-throughs in the median where I could turn around. I spent 15 minutes to travel 1.3 miles. Yes, I counted. I was that bored/frustrated. Of course, if I hadn't made the wrong turn, I wouldn't have had the interesting experience of seeing two hoochified prostitute-wannabees standing on the median trying to sell, wait for it... those "I support our troops" yellow and red, white & blue magnetic ribbons that have been plastered all over vehicles recently. I wondered where people were getting them, since I haven't seen them for sale anywhere, not even gas stations. I guess everyone goes down to the red-light district to satisfy their patriotic urges.
And now, I'm heading over to the 'rents place to VCR-sit since neither of them is entirely sure how to program the VCR to record when they're not there.
