And, boy, are my arms tired

This is my Summer Arts Festival costume.

Here I am driving a "rig". (Note: in the "country"; all vehicles are called "rigs")

I managed to injure myself while using a knife improperly. I am a good example to the kids who were assisting me.

Here is Sarah. She sang some songs and did a little dance.

While we all kind of wanted to go joy-riding in the four wheel thing; we had to come up with valid reasons to do so. And just for the record: chasing/honking at fair-goers was NOT on the list of valid uses.

Here is my assistant.

He's a special boy...

These are some sunglasses I stole from one of the kids.

I think they look pretty sweet.

Tomorrow: I am going to, seriously, rethink my choice in footwear.