Yes, we visited the fair, and here are the pics:
There's always a Kubota display...
There's always media...
And there's always lots of rides...
Rides and games and prizes and food-- have I missed anything? And it is all quite expensive. We sampled some of the food. We got in free. No way would we pay.
Wouldn't life be grim without trivial pursuits, toys, amusements, and the occasional beer? Football isn't my thing but I obviously enjoy rock and roll music, guitars, photography, RC planes and many other trivial things. Go figure.
My wife spotted this old Pontiac on 50th Street.
The truck was close by.
Let's go ahead and detail the mods I made to a Squire Vintage Modified Jaguar:
The Stewart McDonald Mustang bridge is designed for a vintage radius, so I added shims to the outboard saddles to make it conform to the Jaguar neck radius. This worked very well.
I made sure I had the intonation right before adding a foam rubber "muff" behind the bridge to dampen unwanted overtones. This improved sustain and gave me clean tones. It does not interfere with vibrato action.
None of the strings fall off the neck and it plays easily right up the fretboard.
It's time to move on.
The only impressive thing we found in Anton was the high school, and of course the football stadium. Here is the home of the yellow and purple Anton Bulldogs. Are those not the colors of deep and painful bruises? I get the impression that America's god is FOOTBALL. We are going to PAY for that vain, stupid, nasty, idol-worship, and pay dearly someday... a curse on football! A curse on the false gods of football, fame, popularity, and money! All these idols will be consumed by a rain of fire. America will be wasted, and not because of Planned Parenthood. Oh, no, our curses are FOOTBALL and INFOTAINMENT, and many other demonic psuedo-gods in a false and shallow pantheon.
Woe to America!
OK, I got that business out of my system. Let's finish Anton.
Indulge, bask yourself in the sights and scenes of another Texas small town.
We wonder how long there will even BE an Anton.
We can't even understand how Anton manages to survive today.
It's a mystery to us. When we finish Anton, more looks at Lubbock, Tahoka, and we've visited a new small town on Highway 87! New, in the sense that we have not stopped there before. We met one resident there, and she was very nice. All this will be elucidated in the future.
There's always a Kubota display...
There's always media...
And there's always lots of rides...
Rides and games and prizes and food-- have I missed anything? And it is all quite expensive. We sampled some of the food. We got in free. No way would we pay.
