Six Years of Nonsense

Can you believe that I’ve been pecking away at this keyboard for six years already? Well, not continuously, of course. I’d have serious ass problems if I did that. But you get the idea.

Wait, let me rephrase that.

Can you believe that I started blogging six years ago today? Yes, it was on this fateful day back in 2004 when I started to send my thoughts to the world electronically, at least through blogging. (I’ve had an e-mail account since the early ’90s.) It’s pretty much been all downhill since then as you can probably tell.

Then there was that time when I thought I was going to give up blogging for good in an attempt to become a normal, anonymous citizen.

That didn’t last long.

And just to blow your mind, here’s me and Anthony back in July 2004:

Here we are in 2010 (today, in fact):

So yeah, a few things have changed over the years, including taking major steps back in photographic quality. Actually, this was taken in lo-res with my webcam so there. Neener-neener.

At any rate, here’s to many more years of blah blah blah. Now onto other stuffs.

We took advantage of today’s free admission and free parking at the Orange County Fair, the one event we look forward to each year (and the one time when calories don’t count). And I have to admit that I was mildly disappointed.

The main reason anybody goes to the fair is to engorge themselves in the variety of foods that are available. Immediately after entry, we headed on over my favorite food vendor, Ten Pound Buns. I look forward to eating their BBQ chicken, sourdough-bread pizzas each year and of course, 2010 was no exception. And as matter of fact, here I am back in 2008 when I was their first customer:

And you know I could have very well been their first customer this year, too–if they hadn’t had problems with their power. They said that they should have everything up and running in 10 minutes but instead of waiting, we headed over to an Italian eatery in an attempt to curb Anthony’s now growing pizza fit.

Bad idea. Turns out that they were having problems with their registers and couldn’t ring anybody up. Now it’s getting bad but the good thing was that, between deciding on which places to eat and relaying the information back to Ann, Ten Pound Buns was now open.

Anthony and I head on back and place our order.

“One original and one BBQ chicken,” I say.

“We don’t have any BBQ chicken right now,” said the cashier. I smirk and chuckle in astonishment, add a Pespi to Anthony’s order, pay the man and wait.

We get our order and head over to the table. By then, Ann had gotten her lunch at the Hawai’ian BBQ place which, from what she told me, was an experience in itself (note: rude workers). I take a few pieces of Anthony’s pizza and Ann ended up giving me some of her orange chicken and rice. That was my lunch since I refused to pay for anything else but my BBQ chicken pizza.

As we finished up, we walked by Ten Pound Buns and lo and behold, they were now serving BBQ chicken. And while I don’t have a picture of me really expressing how I felt, here’s a fairly accurate representation of it:

Look, I realize that shit happens. But on the first day of the fair–the one day when thousands of people get into the place for free for an hour–for shit’s sake make sure you’re prepared. I say this because, in addition to Ann, I wasn’t the only one that had poor experiences with some of the food vendors today. I witnessed another guy literally walking away from Juicy’s BBQ giving one of the workers the finger and from what I had [over]heard, they too were out of something and this guy was obviously not happy. It didn’t help that he was also in front of me in line at the Italian place whose registers were on the blink.

So I gotta admit that our first hour at the fair was definitely memorable but not for anything good. But things got a little better afterwards when we started taking advantage of the $1 samples that all vendors were selling. Mmmm…funnel cakes…

Then at about 3:30 it started to get just too damn hot and we decided to leave.

Ann’s a little sunburned, Anthony’s a asleep, and I’m…sitting here talking to you. I love you guys and all but it was a long day and I’m gonna call it a night. Besides, I got my library card (!) this weekend and checked out Screenwriting for Dummies.

Oh Lord, he’s at it again…