last night we took the girls to the State Fair which is equal to being in a large Target dollar bin with the added bonus of live animals which threaten you with E. coli.
the highlight of my night was seeing Greg Fischel, my favorite weatherman. (you all know how i feel about geeky weathermen) that’s two times i have spotted him. can you feel the electricity?
i got so close to him i think the security got nervous but i was trying to hear the weather for tomorrow….fall festivus maximus.
this is what i heard Greg say:”Jeris, i love you, and your enthusiasm for weather is flattering, but i have bad news. a major storm will be ending as the festival begins. and no, sexual favors will not change this.”