Ghetto Fair

The Comal County Fair cruised through town this past week/weekend, and of course we had to check things out. Standard fair ghettoness.
To top off how ghetto (and this really is no laughing matter), there
was a man that was shot and killed the night that we were there. I
would think that something that traumatic would stop future festivities
for the weekend, but no, they proceeded on with things. I was hoping for
at least one tiny ride that I could take Salem on, but they didn't have
such a thing. They did, however, have a petting zoo where you could
actually take your child into it and let them run around and play with
the animals. Salem even looked over at the cow and said MOO; which
totally made the fair worth while to me!



Andrew tried winning a XXXXLLLLARGE Gator ball for Salem, but it didn't work out for him. I swear, those damn carnies and their dang rigged systems. Dumb on us for thinking we could defeat the system. One of these days, one of these days we will
rise above them! By now, we could probably own 10 of them with the
amount of money we have spent trying to win one of those damn balls
that she would find interesting for hhmmm ...point 2 seconds! He also
attempted to get her one at the Fairbanks fair before she was even
born. And no, we didn't win one there either.



As of next year, I think we might skip out on the whole thing. I'm afraid of some sort of "turf war" to this years shooting.
One word to sum it all up :Ghetto Fabulous! I mean, 2 words!