Monday, May 24, 2004

Feverblog 

Radio show cancelled due to high fever after a tornado-watch day, though the driving rain and too-close lightning let up enough midafternoon and pre-fever for the school's yearly Hoggerfair, an over-supper of inflated jumparound castles, dunking booths, parlour games and a half-decent neo-ska band. The line at the Herrel's double decker bus was too long for even the best burnt sugar ice cream this side of nowhere, so we opted for a carnival tidbit supper provided by competing vendors eager to prove their wares palatable to the adolescent taste, the dining hall turned into a madhouse land grab. Happily, we found a bag of kettle corn on the roof of our car afterwards, a sign from the teenage horde we were happy to accept and thus avoid.

The man making balloon animals wouldn't make me one at first, since there was some concern about the wee one, but once I assured him that I was nowhere near idotic enough to hand an almost-two a taut ready-to-pop lest she squeeze enough to scare her off balloons for life, he came through maginificently, braiding and twisting eight multicolored obscenities into a happy mantle piece.

Now achy and fuzzy-brained, and in awe of the stupidity of the final episode of The Swan; we watched the whole thing, but then we also watch train wrecks, don't we? The multiballoon rainbow with the clinging pale blue carebear rests atop the television set, out of reach of sweet and cotton candy sticky hands; sausage and fried dough churn the stomach in their mostly-bile state. The storm watch continues, a drumming rustle, leaves and roofs. And off to bed with the alarm clock unset.

posted by boyhowdy | 10:24 PM |

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