Farmer H and The Pony are off to the annual car show on Saturday. It's sponsored by the Band Boosters, of which Farmer H has been decreed president.
Normally, he takes his 1980 copper-colored Olds Toronado. This year, he's taking his 1998 Ford F250. It's not vintage or anything. Farmer H said that the Olds needs a battery, and he doesn't drive it very often, and it gets cheated out of prizes by people who bring new cars like Corvettes. That's the short version. There are many categories. Farmer H thinks that having all original parts ought to account for something. Apparently, the judges are not swayed by authenticity, but by flair. So he's taking the truck because he can haul two grills in it.
That's right. Farmer H is in charge of the BBQ concession. Not that there's anything wrong with that. Farmer H is a fantastic BBQer. The Pony is his gofer. He has a ball. Both of them do. Plus, The Pony is ever-hopeful that he might win the fifty-fifty drawing. Last year, it was upwards of $500. But The Pony didn't win.
The weather is going to be fantastic this year. Around 70 degrees. Clear. Perfect car show weather.
They are pumped.
2 comments:
I heard that most of it landed in the Pacific Ocean and one guy talked to CNN and said he watched it from Hawaii.
I will confess that I was a little worried, especially when they said it would fall anywhere from 11:45pm to 12:45pm EST. What if the dang thing crashed through my bedroom while I was trying to sleep??
Chick,
Well, I know you're commenting on my next post about NASA's wayward satellite. But just imagine if you meant this post.
What if most of Farmer H's BBQ landed in the Pacific Ocean, and a guy in Hawaii talked to CNN about it? That would be some famous BBQ!
But if you have to worry about Farmer H's BBQ crashing through your ceiling while you're trying to sleep...that is INFAMOUS BBQ!
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