Given all the aggravation, I figure they owe us a free photo or two.
Looking back over the past four plus years of this blog thing, I think I’ve only missed pointing out how much I despise the upcoming “Fiesta” once. In 2007, I was evidently too busy complaining about “Columbus Day” and the upcoming City Council elections (remember Joanie Griffin and Paulette de Pascal?) to even mention the damn thing.
But going back to
and the “original gangsta” edition in
there I am making a fool of myself for trying to make a fool of a foolish, yet popular event.
This year, I think I’ll just leave it be.
Of course that might change when the inevitable occurs and the “WHAMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPP” combo sound of gas releasing and flames shooting directly overhead causes my dogs and farm animals to go into their annual panic. Cause you know nothing means “annual celebration” like colorful pastel objects inducing air-borne panic.
Instead of wasting my time and yours this October, I think I’ll use the blogging minutes making some phone calls. Phone calls to bed & breakfasts at least 200 miles from Balloon Fiesta Ground Zero for some reservations sometime in the next two weeks of local Hell.
I hope these places take dogs, cats, horses and goats.
Stay sane “Fiesta” haters out there. Years of experience tell me we’ll most likely survive the 2009 “Fiesta” as well, gritting our teeth all the while.