The state fair ramblings will post roughly about this time nightly, give or take. Also, for a more full effect, stalk my Facebook page for pics, videos, and other tidbits that might not be in the blog post. Please excuse any typos, as these posts are being posted rather late in the evening. Thanks. :-)
Today was Dillon's Dollar Day; $1 admission, or free with your Dillon's card. All rides were 1 ticket, and tickets are $1.25 apiece. My friend Christy was not feeling well this evening, so we're going to try to come out on another night. If you could say a prayer for my friend, I know she would appreciate it. My first order of business, and a tradition for me on Dollar Day, was to ride the giant Ferris wheel. However, I noticed that the Ferris wheel is not a giant one this year. It is much smaller. I was kind of bummed about that, because I always got fabulous pictures from the top. I chose to ride it anyway. The pics were not from the height I would like, but they would have to do. In front of us in line, there was a sibling group of 2 sisters and a smaller brother. The 2 sisters got into a Ferris wheel basket, but the little brother didn't meet the height requirement, and couldn't ride without a responsible adult. His mom was in the crowd, watching, and the little boy went and stood next to his mom, with big tears in his eyes. I was standing with 2 other ladies whom I vaguely knew, and when we saw this boy, we looked at each other, sadly. This image was a knife to our hearts. Was there something I could do? before I could react, one of the ladies ran over to the mom. "You don't know us, but we'd be happy to ride with your son!" Mom was genuinely grateful for this, for us giving her son the chance to take a ride on the Ferris wheel. His face lit up, and during the entire ride, he smiled from ear to ear, waving at mom each time he came back around. I was glad that we could be a part of making this kid's day.
After riding, I was getting hungry, so I decided that I would try the Chipstix that I had seen before the fair opened. I was curious. This booth is located across the street from the Kansas Lottery building. After checking the oil, I ordered the Chipstix for $5.00. The process involves cutting a potato into a spiral, skewering it, and frying it in hot oil. Here is what the Chipstix has going for it: The lady was friendly, the product is 100% potato, and they offer some seasonings, such as salt, pepper, parmesan garlic, cour cream onion, and etc. However, there is not much there for the money. It was a very small potato, but stretching it out across the skewer makes it look like much more. She also didn't fry it enough. I'm giving the Chipstix a B grade. I spent some time looking at the campers, and exploring the cabin on the grounds, one that can be rented for $70-75 dollars per night. It's a pretty cozy place. Next to the cabin is an area where Dillon's employees are constantly setting out small cups of ice cream in various flavors. I typically visit there 2-3 times a day. Maybe I'm not supposed to, but I do, anyway, LOL. I also like to look at storage sheds and barns, and imagine if I could actually live inside one. I could seriously do the tiny house thing. With some modifications, I could make one of those barns move-in ready. Anyone else do that, or am I just a little nuts? Or both? :-)
After exploring and making my daily trek through the buildings in search of free stuff, I was hungry again. Those Chipstix just didn't do the trick. So, I opted to go for a the legendary Tacone! The Tacone is the creation of Rotten Rodneys. When you take a flour tortilla shell, and fry it into the shape of a cone, and fill it with taco fixins, you have a Tacone! You can get optional sour cream (yes!) and jalapenos (no!) LOL. The tacone will set you back $6.50. Rotten Rodneys always get an A+ rating from me. They are friendly, the food is good, and it's fresh! The Tacone is one of my faves! My computer is telling me that "Tacone" and "faves" are not real words. They are now. Deal with it, Qwerty! As I was walking around with my Tacone, I heard some guy yell, "Yo, Panama Jack!" This is not the first time I have been called this. I wear a Hawaiian shirt with a Panama Jack hat, and I always chuckle when I get addressed this way. I just smile and wave, like I did on Luke's behalf on Saturday.
Shortly after 9, I knew it was time to leave and get home. I have to teach tomorrow. As I was leaving, I witnessed a hilarious crisis. A couple of teenage farm boys had locked one of their buddies in a small horse corral in a nearby display. The owner had already left for the night (with the keys), and the people around him couldn't get him out. The kid inside was laughing himself silly, as were the people who were trying to rescue him. The slits in the corral were too small for him to squeeze through. The adults were trying to contact the owner to come and unlock the corral. I just hope the guy was local.
Steps today: 17,500. I'm slacking, LOL. My goal is 20,000 during the fair. I want to give a shout-out to the Carsons, who were looking for me tonight, as I was for them. Our paths did not cross, but I wanted to give you some recognition for your efforts. :-) I enjoyed visiting with Steve and Jo Ann, Jason, and my dear friends the Hoffmans. No one stopped me for a photo op, and no one asked me for a special treat. I'm telling you, it's worth the asking! It's time for me to drag myself to bed and get some rest. I thank you for reading, and God bless you!
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