Forenoon watch, 3 bells (9:41 am)
Last night my wife and I went to the county fair with her parents. The animals smelled really awesome. So did the carnies.
The most memorable part of my visit, aside from the mini doughnuts (aah yeah), was waiting in the food court for fish and chips from the Lions club booth (they had malt vinegar, yay!) and seeing a guy walk up with a giant piece of pepperoni pizza and grabbing the salt, then shaking it all over his pizza. And I mean all over. It was stroke-waiting-to-happen on a plate.
I saw the same unkempt, ratty, long hairstyle on 85% of all the teenage boys, too.