tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11211639.post7980133866725031138..comments2024-02-21T12:11:32.886-05:00Comments on Bats Left/Throws Right: Blind. And Not Homer/Milton/Borges/Ray Charles Blind.James Briggs Stratton "Doghouse" Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05378802364709433791noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11211639.post-40328409543795236662010-08-14T12:55:32.339-04:002010-08-14T12:55:32.339-04:00Funny, I thought "You Fucking Moron!" wa...Funny, I thought "You Fucking Moron!" was a special game that only my husband and I played.<br /><br />Except he really enjoys the weather reports.Tooncesnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11211639.post-15177174266903040862010-08-13T16:16:24.889-04:002010-08-13T16:16:24.889-04:00The state fair is for bussing in elementary school...The state fair is for bussing in elementary school kids so that they can see a cow and maybe some fancy chickens. The Franklin county fair, now that's the real deal. Funnel cake, dangerously unmaintained rides and drunken hillbillies in cowboy hats trying to find their footing on the flat spots. Good times.scriptohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17899049404620738944noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11211639.post-29064967379863904592010-08-13T13:34:45.323-04:002010-08-13T13:34:45.323-04:00OK, that was a little carnie ride in itself, swerv...OK, that was a little carnie ride in itself, swerving (unlike said police car) from one story to the other. I don't have a seat belt on my desk chair, you know.<br /><br />But I'll play anyway: food, on a stick, during the most unpleasant weather of the year, surrounded by a parade of humanity one seemingly never thinks about otherwise. The trifecta of living.heydavehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15509102502417886790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11211639.post-2523404895409942672010-08-12T20:26:59.725-04:002010-08-12T20:26:59.725-04:00We don't go to the State Fair, but the Orange ...We don't go to the State Fair, but the Orange County Fair is near mom, so we go, some years.<br /><br />Aside from the remarkable number of pregnant teenagers with cigarettes drooping from their mouths pushing baby carriages, the moment that stands out for me the most was the year I was pregnant with HM, when I was walking through the midway with the Beleaguered Husband and my brother, and Juliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09652601001680591056noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11211639.post-22526704914430658282010-08-12T17:20:44.001-04:002010-08-12T17:20:44.001-04:00Yeah this story is currently making the rounds of ...Yeah this story is currently making the rounds of all the motorcycle fora (forums?) on which I comment. Once you strip out the expletives, the general sentiment seems to be "not cool."77southnoreply@blogger.com