I didn't work out officially yesterday, but I'm going to count the hours we spent walking around looking at the exhibits as my exercise. During our wandering we came across this...
Now at the risk of pissing off people and losing new followers, I have to tell you that the Purell displays really and truly pissed me off. This is the Stock Show people! Let your kids get freakin' dirty for once. Has anyone ever thought that the reason we have so many illnesses/allergies/general wussiness is that we don't allow our immune systems to do their job? And has anyone ever thought about how the over-use of hand sanitizer will affect us in the future? I see hand sanitizer and I see nothing but a new superbug in the making. Didn't we learn our lesson with penicillin? The fact is that hand sanitizer only works if it's used properly and more than 90% of the population mis-uses it. By not following the directions and mis-using it, we're just killing off the weak antigens and allowing the strong ones to flourish.
Mark my words: it won't be long before we have 1) newly developed allergies to hand sanitizer and 2) sanitizer-resistant antigens.
Plain old soap and water is still the best thing you can do for your health.
*Stepping off the Soapbox and returning to the regularly scheduled post...*
We also saw this...
Now that's a smoker! I tried to calculate how much meat could be cooked at once on it and promptly gave myself a headache. I think that I've just found my grill's new significant other! Doesn't matter that we'd never have a need to cook that much meat at once (in addition to the grill's capacity), I just love it.
The only thing we had planned when we left the house was to attend the Dog Pulls. The Chef just loves them and I'm amazed at how much weight a dog can pull. The conversation taking place behind us, though, was more interesting than the pulls.
Man to family: I think the hay's kicked up my allergies. It's seven o'clock and we haven't eaten yet. Me thinking: Really? Look around, we're surrounded by food.
Wife: I've never seen this, wonder what it's all about. Is that an Irish Wolfhound? Me thinking: No, it's an Alaskan Malamute.
Daughter: I can't believe they're making their dogs do this. It's torture. Me thinking: Poor city kid. She doesn't get it.
The crowd starts cheering as a dog bears down and scrambles down the track. The announcer reassures everyone that the dogs will not hurt themselves and that they will stop pulling before they get hurt. Wife and Daughter get caught up in the excitement.
Man: It's seven o'clock and we really need to leave so we can eat. (It's obvious that he has no intention of eating fair food like the rest of us.) Me: WTF? Grow a pair.
Wife: Just let us see three.
Man (two pulls later): That's three. Let's go this is ridiculous. It's seven o'clock and we won't get home before bedtime and we haven't even eaten yet. Me: Seriously? Where do you live that you're not going to be home by bedtime? And what's wrong with fair food?
Wife: That was just two...
Daughter: But I want to see this...
Man: We're leaving. Me: Really. Man up and grow a pair. Your wife and daughter are having a good time, it's the weekend, let them have some fun.
RockCrawlinChef and I thought this was a fairly ridiculous exchange ourselves and took a look at Man as they leave, wondering why the heck he was hungry when we were surrounded by food. One look and it's immediately apparent. Accidentally outloud from both of us at Man's retreating back: "Grow a pair and man up." This boy was city, through and through. Probably vegan as well. And, from his attitude with his family, a control freak. So wouldn't be surprised to find out that his daughter got "a little discipline" for voicing her opinion about wanting to stay and watch. Poor kid. He had the chance to actually educate her about where her food comes from and some of the other agri uses of animals, but since he obviously found the Stock Show distasteful and dirty, he lost out on a good teaching opportunity.
We left the Dog Pulls shortly after and headed over to the Rodeo. It was a great time, and though I feel for the cowboys, the animals won almost every event. We got home well after bed time, but since we weren't afraid to eat at the food tents, we didn't go hungry. Man, I love fair food!