fate and fairs
Had a post here but didn't save as I was going along and Firefox crashed on me, taking my post with it. Long story short: Something inane kept me at work three more minutes than I had intended to stay. On the way home, I came upon a flipped over van and a rather smashed up Toyota. And I wondered: if not for that inane (and unecessary) three minute project I stayed to take care of I might have been where that Toyota was. See, you never know what fate does - or doesn't - have in store for you. My deep, if overly dramatic, thought for the day. We are now off to the parents' for an early birthday celebration, as my kids leave for their annual trip to the state fair tomorrow. There's nothing like a good steak and a chocolate cake to effectively stick your tongue out at fate. I see that once again, the state fair people have come up with a bizarre poster. Not as bad as last year's, which made me think my kids were being carted off to the netherworld. But, still....flying cheese cows and bunnies humping flashlights are not exactly the things I think about when I hear the words state fair. And is that Bigfoot riding the coaster? Maybe they'll photoshop it a Fark again.