one count. the jury only found blago guilty on one count. it was nauseating to hear him blather afterwards about he isn’t guilty, justice will prevail, etc etc etc.
we’ll just have to grit our teeth and wait. they will get him, but it’ll take time. i wonder what he’ll be doing before the next trial. it would be really nice if judge zagel would put him in jail, so he can start getting used to it. if he doesn’t, does that mean that rod will prance around the country again, spewing all his garbage?
it’s also amazing that they’ll find 12 more jurors who don’t have an opinion. won’t these 12 people be the most uninformed people in the state? but maybe not – i assumed that all the jurors didn’t know anything about blago and all his smarmy smarminess, but this morning i read that one juror said that another juror wanted blago’s head on a platter.
this too shall pass.
on a happier note – on sunday night we went back to the fair, after seeing all the resplendent chickens sunday morning. we got our hands stamped so we could get back in without paying another five bucks admission. i did wash my hands during the day, but luckily they must have used very strong ink because it didn’t wash off. jim said he took a shower after getting home but held his hand up in the air and that worked well.
sunday night – we went to the ethnic village to hear a latin jazz band…why can’t i think of their name right now? the amazing AMAZING thing was sitting there and it wasn’t hot at all and then there was a COOL BREEZE. it’s been forever since anybody around here has felt a cool breeze blowing. lovely.
after a while we decided to look around a little bit, and went to see the butter cow. i have to say it wasn’t very great this year. there were a few kind of pathetic-looking corn stalks surrounding the cow, and the big bovine looked like the sculptor had accidentally cut its head off and stuck it back on.
not impressive.
the hobby building wasn’t open, and i’m excited to go there another time to see bev’s SPAM-TASTIC turkey tetrazzini. actually, the SPAM-TASTIC creation wasn’t there yet on sunday night anyway. by the time i get there it should be looking a little less appetizing, i’d imagine.
we strolled down the street and watched people cramming huge gobs of food into their mouths, then we stopped in at the coliseum. the place was pretty well packed, and what looked like clydesdales were competing. they weren’t clydesdales, though, they were percherons and belgians. kevin told me that, because he knows almost everything about almost everything.
after the big horses were some really really cute little tiny horses. there were only three little horses pulling each cart, and there were only three carts in competition.
i had once again not brought my camera, so i took pictures with my phone. they didn’t turn out very well, i guess because the horses were moving plus it was darker. here are a few not so great photos.
can you see, sitting up there on the wagon, the woman in the purple dress with the sash? that was the queen. i don’t know what she was queen of, exactly, but she was the hugest queen i’ve ever seen.
a blurry photo of the cute little horses. i bet jim knows what they are called.
i suppose this means that the next time i go to the fair i’ll have to take my actual camera, but i don’t want to take ONE MILLION PHOTOS like i have a tendency to do, especially at the fair.
i have many more photos of various things to put up here, including some great video of kevin practicing on his new wave board thing. sail wave? wave sail? it’s like a surfboard, but with a sail.
the neighbors down the way had a garage sale over the weekend so we decided to have one, too. we did pretty well, and then we walked down to see what the neighbors had left. kevin bought this wave board, but it’s missing a mast and a couple of other things. he’s trying to figure out exactly what he needs, but in the meantime he went out to see if he could balance on the board.
soon i will post that video, but right now i have to go for a bike ride even though it seems awfully windy right now.
ok then,
wednesday morning grace.