Food. Lots of it.

People. Lots of them.

Heat. Learn to sweat copiously, and like it.

Rain. Well, I don’t know about this one yet, but we have had some pretty violent downpours during Jubilee Day in the past.

I will be the good looking, bald guy, taking pictures. And most likely eating a sausage and pepper sandwich. And just maybe tossing back a couple of cold ones at the G-man. If I can find a spot to stand.

Come up and say “Hi”. And I will take your picture, and make you famous.

You have to be there. It is the largest one day freakfest…I mean the largest one day street fair on the east coast. It is a day full of knocking into people that you know, and more that you don’t know. It is this huge craftshow/greasyfood/howfewclothescanIwearandstillgetawaywithit/signupforverizon
tmobileattpatriotnews/areyouregisteredtovote/contributetoourcause/havesomefries/anddon’t
forgetthefreshsqueezedlemonade/everyoneNEEDStheirowncornshockbroom/youHAVEtoget
somekettlecorn extravaganza. You have to be there.

Just don’t park in my space. And don’t move my lawn chairs that I put out to save my parking space. ‘Cause even though it is a public street, I will have your car towed. You understand this if you come from Harrisburg.

Remember. The third thursday of every June.

Namaste.

And if that picture doesn’t put it all into perspective how about this one?

We went with a friend of ours and without The Princess, who is on a vacation of her own to the Outer Banks with some friends. Lucky little devil. Anyway, I did the whole Italian Sausage, and deep fried mushrooms route. The mushrooms were perfect as deep fried mushrooms can only be perfect. The sandwich, eh. I do this every year where I get the sausage, and I really should just go with the chicken on a skewer, or a pork sandwich. There are only a few places that I have had really great sausage sandwiches, and Jubilee Day has never been one of them. We also had ice cream at Rakestraws, which is the absolute best ice cream around. Of course, any ice cream is the absolute best around as far as I am concerned.

We ran into some local celebrities there also. The Mayor of Mechanicsburg, Jack Ritter was there on stage getting things going. Rocking the top hat thing that he does. Mayor Ritter also owns a hardware store in town that is one of the great old time hardware stores in the area. The folks that work there are very friendly, and knowledgeable.

We ran into our choice for President, Barack Obama. We were looking for John McCain, but didn’t find him. We did find a booth that was asking the question of who would be better equipped to lead us to peace between Obama, and McCain. Unfortunately, the booth had a clown talking to the person who was operating the booth. That turned me off right from the get go. Clowns are evil.

And we also ran into Chuck Rhodes who is a weatherman on one of our local television stations. Chuck has been on local tv for years and is a much loved personality. He is a warm, and charming man when you meet him out on the street. Chuck is the weatherman that MLW grew up with. He is still doing the weather, but does a Charles Kurralt thing also. He has been replaced on the nightly news by meteorologist Mick O’Hearn.

There seemed to be way too many clowns roaming the streets for our tastes. Though I didn’t take any pictures of them, they were there. You will have to just believe me on this one. Every place I turned there were clowns. Clowns giving out balloons, clowns talking to people, clowns with their own booth. Creeped me way out.

And the clowns weren’t the only ones out in full regalia. Stoners, punks, Sk8r’s, Goth, and you name it was there. I saw more piercings today than I have seen in a long time. And of course the Army, and Marines were there appealing to the testosterone in the teenage boys. They had the boys, and a couple of girls doing pullups to win stuff. Craft vendors for every taste, and price range. We bought a picture for the living room, and a giraffe for The Princess. The one thing that was missing this year was the guy who makes corn brooms right there. He is someone that I look for everytime I go down to Jubilee Day. I miss him.

While we were at Rakestraws I met up with a couple of ladies who thought that I was the most handsome, and charming men around.

Just don’t tell my wife.

And next year stay out of my parking place.

Namaste.

It makes me crazy to have people call vegetables “veggies”. They aren’t “veggies”, they are vegetables. Calling vegetables by some cutesy, stupid name does not make them all the more palatable. It makes you look ignorant. After all, cut up vegetables are only a vehicle to get as much of the vegetable dip into your gaping maw. Calling them “veggies”, and the dip “veggie dip” does nothing to negate the fact that you have just consumed as many calories as a Third World country.

Today is JUBILEE DAY!! JUBILEE DAY IS HERE!!!

I will post pictures later on this afternoon/evening. Promise. You will like them. You should be here.

Just stay out of my parking space.

Namaste.

And yes, I am already sick of talking about it. The Princess and I went to lunch today, as she is leaving with some friends to hang at the Outer Banks for a week and today was the last I would have to spend some time with her. She wants me to send some pics to her via my phone. That will cost me a bundle on my phone bill, but you know that I will do it. Dad’s do those kind of things.

It is being a hot June day here in the ‘Burg. And I am thinking of taking a nice cool nap under the air conditioner.

Namaste.

The first one I did drew a couple of reactions that were pretty funny to me. There I times that I do write tongue-in-cheek. And that can be misconstrued. Too bad. I still think it is funny.

Jubilee Day is a one-day street fair that has been going on in Mechanicsburg since the 1930′s. It is a really big deal around here. This year The Princess will be at the Outer Banks and unable to go with me. And this year will be the first time in about 5 years that I won’t be working on that day.

Yah!

Sausage sandwiches, fries, beer, and I forgot to mention the deep fried mushrooms. You can’t have Jubilee Day without fried mushrooms. I love fried mushrooms. Almost as much as I loved the burgers that I made last night that had cheese, and portobella mushrooms mixed in them. They were the absolute best.

I am making myself hungry with this talk.

Must stop now.

Namaste.

What? You have never heard about Jubilee Day? Were you born in the Arctic Circle?

Jubilee Day is the largest one day carnival/eatfest/craftbuying/walkingaroundinthefewestclothespossible/sweatingmy assoffbecauseitissofreakinghot/musiclistening extravaganza in the world.

At least that is how it is marketed. Jubilee Day started as a way for local farmers could bring in their best to show off to the rest of the local farmers. A one day street county fair, if you will. Since its inception it has grown exponentially.

So if you are in the Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania area the third thursday in June, you are hereby invited to Jubilee Day 2008.

Just don’t park in front of my house. Or move the lawn chairs I have out there saving my parking space. Because that is what we do around here. We put lawn chairs in our parking spaces to save them. So that we don’t have to have your car towed for parking where we normally park. Even though it is a public street. You wouldn’t understand unless you live here.

Namaste.