it was pretty geekatronic. i kept having to rewind because so many geeky things would happen at once, my remarks were covering up the next geeky thing. it was sad in 100 ways. one of those ways involved the lack of a father for two young children because dad was spending hours a day in the garage trying to break the world record donkey kong score. a classic line was delivered by his daughter when she was trying to get him to explain the importance of being in the guinness book of world records and she replied: "it seems a whole lot of people waste their lives trying to get in that book!" or something thereabouts. poor girl. yet very clever indeed.
i'm trying to convince brian to dress as either billy mitchell or arcade game referee walter day for halloween.
we dutifully attended the little gym the following morning and then left for waxahachie and geekend, part II: scarborough renaissance festival. brian's friend, april, had invited us and a select few others to celebrate her birthday there. i don't think i had been in probably 10 years. fortunately, it was a gorgeous day, so i was glad to be outside.
while we were waiting outside for them, this one woman came strolling up to the main gate and slipped on the loose rocks. i thought a horse had gone down behind me from the sound of it. she totally busted the outside of her nose. how bad would that suck to bust your nose before you even got in there?
i like this photo of the gates. "Scarborough Renaissance Festival... brought to you by Tom Thumb" (sign at far right).
we enjoyed pointing out everything that didn't belong. like ye olde cellphones used by some of the employees. or ye olde atm machine. or ye olde portable potties. many people were there dressed in their finest upholstery fabric paired with a corset and birkenstocks. we rambled around for a couple of hours until oliver began the countdown. i felt sad for the elephants and ponies and token lama that were walking in circles with weirdos on their backs.
i think we went to ikea and eurway that sunday because our couch is busy turning itself into matchsticks and we're counting down the moments until i do something like stick my hand under there to retrieve a toy or an apple wedge and the whole thing comes crashing down to break my arm. i think we also went to veggie garden and felt very much like we were at suma veggie, from the looks of our plates.
my child, the hipster. he has adopted daddy's funny bracelet from his work-day-at-the-bowling-alley get-up
oliver was 100% entranced by this swing. so much so, that i forgot for minutes at a time that i was watching a toddler.
turtle races. they were being kept in ye olde igloo cooler. the lady in the blue shirt was signing. it was deafness appreciation day, of all things.
april and friend doing some ladder and bell number. this was right about the time one of april's boobs popped out. enlarge it all you want... you can't see anything.
just because it's funny.
i'm thrilled that april's friend just happened to be standing like this when i took some random group shots.
this guy nicknamed oliver "apple jack" and carried around a hollowed out horn from which to drink beer. he was one of a couple of the group who actually took an active interest in oliver and carried him about and talked to him of their own free will. it was nice. we don't get much of that.
someone passed out in the car.
the raging trinity river: pre-toll road construction.
huh. they've got webcams down in there somewhere.