It wasn't Fair

It's not that I have anything against the Minnesota State Fair. It's just that when I thought about going this year I could not think for the life of me of any reason why (Except for end-of-summer tradition) I would want to go there. Plus when you like to eat like I do, it's a good place to stay away from.

So this past weekend we did not:

• Get lost in a crowd
• Eat anything that came on a stick
• Consume unthinkable amounts of grease & carbs
• Go to any concerts featuring washed-up '80's hair bands
• Look at any ponds containing large fish, swimming around in confused, aimless circles
  
• Collect shopping bags full of brochures for products that we will never purchase
  

This is what we did do:
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1.) Both Friday night and Saturday night I listened to two nail-biter baseball games, the way that God intended: On a thirty year-old AM radio while tinkering in the garage.

2.) Saturday night we ate a ridiculously large amount of barbequed ribs. This Fred Flintstone-sized rack also gave us lunches for two days.

3.) After we ate part of a pig (Like pigs), we read about pigs.

4.) On Sunday afternoon we went on a bike ride.