August 24, 2007
Today I bought a T-shirt with the following Garrison Keillor poem on the back which pretty much sums up my afternoon:
You had a bratwurst and corn on the cob
A hot fudge sundae and a shish kebob
You got a bucket of cheese curds in your hand
And yet you're stopping at the hot dog standYou had a taco four inches thick
And a deep-fried walleye on a stick
You better be careful with that Pronto Pup
'Cause what goes down might come back up
Note: Food consumed today may vary slightly from those listed in the poem.
Also, once I get my camera cable (left in Michigan) I'll post pictures of both the Fair and the 35W bridge (taken from afar).
Posted by rhode at August 24, 2007 09:23 PM | TrackBack