MayFest And Walk

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OK, Ron for some reason sent me more cash because I have been working on his website. He already paid me last week, but who is to look a gift horse in the mouth? On the way to Greyhound-Western Union, Shari was informing me how SHE was going to spend MY cash.

We talked to Jim for a while and Saturday afternoon I get my terrarium. He’s the guy with the African Grey. That bird is hilarious. We heard it singing walking down the sidewalk. As cars backed out of the parking lot, he would do the back up beep the trucks make. It made a wolf call at a woman and almost pissed her boyfriend off, but he couldn’t find out who did it.

We wondered over to Mayfest, which really is no big deal. They blocked off a closed road (Read that sentence again), Set up two bands and a ton of little stores.
All the stores had the same things, they either sold paintings or jewelery. They had a bunch of food vendors that should have been arrested for what they were doing to the food. Deep Fried Hot dogs, Chicken on a stick, etc. And about 20 vendors selling all kinds of beer and Daiquiri’s. No wonder the police were there in force.
Oh, I don’t mind the police there. I am sure I can out run there golf carts they where sitting in. Strange, they all were piled in one spot instead of walking around. But who am I to judge? There were a few houses on the way home I could have ransacked and not worried about getting caught as the entire police force was downtown.
I took the picture of the Mayfest sign to show you we went. The only other interesting thing was this lit up motorcycle. Oh Big Bad Ass biker. He was built like a Gorilla and looked like a Biker-Zombie-Vampire you see in the movies. I asked to take a picture of his bike and he jumped out of the way, proud someone wanted to take a picture of it.
But who am I to complain. It was either take a picture of the bike or all the drunks downtown. I am sure a bunch of them were there with there girlfriends, leaving there wives at home and would beat the crap out of me for taking a picture.
I should go tonight with a video camera, find there names and sell them the videos back for $14.95, of course, bundled with “Girls gone wild”.

But whats a walk downtown without a picture of downtown? I think this is the only street that doesn’t have a roadblock up.

Thats the BOK (Bank of America) Building in the background. They put up new lamp posts downtown and it is a lovely walk at night as normally no one is there. Its deader than Saturday morning TV.

When the wind is blowing you can hear it whistle around the buildings, it gives it more of a ghost town effect.

Shari and I decided to stop at Tracey park and eat the Mazzios Pizza we had got with Rons blood money. It’s fun to take Shari into a store. She asked for a Sicilian Pizza and was informed that it was a Pizza Hut Item and not a Mazzios Item. There blew my chances of a discount.
I normally can talk people down in prices downtown, even major chains, but Shari doesn’t help. We did get our second pizza free though.
Still, it was a lovely night just to chill out out side and enjoy the weather. We fed the birds and squirrels the pizza crust and decided to head home to see what our lovely puppy was doing.
I never thought for a moment about Storm while I was out and decided we had better go.

I don’t know what tipped Storm off that I was pissed when I walked in the door, but, she did take up a defensive position under the couch.

There was no way I was going to let this ruin my night. I let Shari do the clean up.