I’ve been a big blogging slacker, but I swear I have a good excuse. Like work and sunshine. 
I went to the Del Mar Fair on the 4th of July. I know it’s supposed to be called the San Diego County Fair now, but to hell with them. It will always be the Del Mar Fair to me.
We got our handwriting analyzed because we had a sudden urge to piss away $3. The Fair does that. It’s like a state of fugue or something. One minute, you’re perfectly rational, bypassing the loud guy selling chamois, the mood-lipstick mistress, the uber-butch hocking cheese graters and then, without warning, “Let’s get our handwriting analyzed! It’s only $3!” And the next thing you know, you’ve corrupted your whole party.
Our priority stop was GFI’s temporary goal in life: deep fried macaroni and cheese on a stick. I was a little skeptical at first, but I definitely had to try it. I kept saying, “It sounds good in theory...” but no, it was pretty good. A little bland, as far as a mac n’ cheese goes, but overall pretty much like you’d suspect — a ball of breaded and fried mac n’ cheese. I made a beeline for the grilled corn on the cob guy and then we all hit the beer garden for an adult beverage. Sure, it was 10am, but who was keeping track really...?
My Fair highlight was the talent from Doggies of the Wild West. We didn’t actually catch the show, but we ran into Gary Noel and his wagon o’ western cuteness at the entrance. I was totally insane for his dogs, snapping photos like crazy. All rescues, he had a bunch of chihuahuas, a couple mutts, a beagle mix, and an adorable Boston Terrier I got to hold and love on. He also let me take photos while his dogs did tricks like one-pawed handstands! Yes, I was impressed. 
We wrapped up the Fair with frozen confections, mikey with his chocolate dipped soft serve while GFI and I shared a frozen banana. I can’t go to the Fair and not have a frozen banana. It’s like sacrilege. 
But seriously, where do they grow these bananas? They’re enormous, giant, mammoth, Holmes-esque bananas! Seriously, they must be imported, equatorial bananas. Or like super genetically-altered bananas engineered by carnies. Between the two of us, we could only finish half… and the nuts kept falling down my top.
Anyway, we did the crap vendors, the livestock, the gastrocities and we were in and out in about three and a half hours. Now that’s efficient fun right there! I’ll have more photos up over the next few days. I only took 484 (with an inordinate amount of chicken shots, I might add) so that shouldn’t take any time at all to sift through. 
In the evening, I took some shots of the fireworks off my front porch and upstairs on the terrace. I didn’t use a tripod, so out of about 128 shots only a few were clear, but I like how they came out. It’s my last hurrah with my Nikon D80, as the Picture This project has ended and I’ve decided not to purchase it. It’s a great camera, but it’s more cumbersome and a bit more camera than I really need. I’ll be looking at smaller Nikons or maybe a Canon. I’m not sure, but it was really great to participate in the program. I learned a lot about my own eye for photography.
This month is super busy while I prepare for Kathy’s visit in August and some time off that has been postponed until September. I may slack a bit, but I know you’ll forgive me because we’re cool like that. I do have a redesign of the blog coming soon, though. Finally. 
I hope everyone had a great holiday!
Jesus is going to be pissed. It’s been a while since I read the Bible, but I did spend a significant portion of my life in parochial schools. The last time I checked, Big J wasn’t down with theft. Did I miss that amendment to Exodus 20:15? “Thou shalt not steal, unless it’s on the Internet”? I think we need an 11th Commandment – “Thou shalt not be a hypocrite.”
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