Well, well! Someone suggested I better put something on the web-site (and they didn't mean blog) before I went to the Fair, because otherwise, nothing would happen until September. If you check the main-site you will see I have gotten in just under the deadline. The KSTP story continues and I wrap up Green Bay.

My usual day to State Fair it is the first Monday. Not because it is Senior Citizen day, but because that's when my family goes and I go when they go. While they were eating cheese curds and cream puffs, I can only hope a bucket of cookies makes it north. Maybe I'll go on Labor Day. Or not. That's too far ahead to plan. Damn, I love the fair and I am seriously depressed I wasn't there today.

Has everyone seen Superbad? I love that movie. It's just the sophomoric humor that makes me laugh my ass off. Don't take anyone to see it who is easily offended. It is very offensive. There are more offensive movies though. Deuce Bigelow. Probably more offensive. Neither of the Deuce movies are nearly as offensive as Ocean's 13. Or 12. Since it has been so long since I graced my blog with content, if you like a non-stop chase movie then you'll like the Bourne Ultimatum. The critics just hated the remake of Invasion of the Body Snatchers but it wasn't totally horrible. I give it 2 stars. Tomorrow (Tuesday) I'm going to see the Mormons massacre the Christians. Of maybe Jet Li massacre the Chinese. This will be interesting because Jet Li has retired from those 'defy-the-laws-of-physics-marshal-arts-movies' and is just doing 'action movies' now. The only problem with going to see three or four movies in one week is popcorn consumption. At least I order it plain.

All summer I have experienced a strange ennui. At the same time there is a tension, a feeling that I am not doing something that I should be doing. I should start drinking. When I was killing time in San Francisco I loved to go to the library and browse through the old copies of Time or Life magazine. From the 30's. 40's. What was considered interesting is interesting but the ads are fascinating. The railroad companies touted the luxury of travel by train. Did people really dress up in suits, ties, and dresses and sip adult beverages in the club car? And what could be finer than dinner in the diner?...damn! One product was advertised more than any other. Laxatives. At least every other page..a laxative ad. Brands of laxatives totally strange to me. I can only come to one conclusion. People in the 30's were pretty plugged up. Maybe THAT explains Hitler. I know, as a child, I got cod liver oil. The bottle was in the fridge and a heaping teaspoon (can cod liver oil heap?) was shoved into my mouth several times a week. As I remember, I felt pretty good in those days so maybe I should start a cod liver oil regimen. If it works...I'll be at the Fair next year for sure.

I hope you enjoy my scrawling and give me some feedback. I'm an actor and we need some applause...or an 'atta-boy'. Applause is like giving an enema to a dead man. It may not help...but it sure can't hurt. And if that doesn't work try a laxative. Or cod liver oil.

“....workin' in the coal mine going down down down....”

Rob