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August 11, 2012

Fair fatigue syndrome

I just finished my final fair story of the year. The most difficult thing I did was march with the band. The most traumatic thing I tried was singing. All of it was fun.

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August 11, 2012

Trying to sing

My voice feels scratchy. It has always sounded scratchy. But there were moments today, performing with a barbershop chorus and quartet, where I’m almost felt like I could sing. Almost. Story’s done. It should be online tonight. And video is coming too.

Aspiring barbershop singers can find out more about the Channel Islands Clippers by going to http://www.spebsqsafwd.org/cic/

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August 11, 2012
We follow the hula dancers.

We follow the hula dancers.

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August 11, 2012
Warming up.

Warming up.

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August 11, 2012
Channel Islands Clippers

Here is the group brave enough to allow me to sing.

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August 10, 2012
My final fair gig of the year comes Saturday. I sing — well, try — with the Channel Islands Clippers, a barbershop chorus. Beware.

My final fair gig of the year comes Saturday. I sing — well, try — with the Channel Islands Clippers, a barbershop chorus. Beware.

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August 09, 2012
Today, I am writing about lost and found. This brat was last seen in the vicinity of my mouth.

Today, I am writing about lost and found. This brat was last seen in the vicinity of my mouth.

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August 09, 2012
I have seen lost sunglasses, phones and toy light sabers. But no lost children today.

I have seen lost sunglasses, phones and toy light sabers. But no lost children today.

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August 09, 2012
Among the items lost at the fair: a little girl’s cowboy boot and a shoe.

Among the items lost at the fair: a little girl’s cowboy boot and a shoe.

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August 08, 2012

Next up

Tomorrow, I plan to stumble into the world of lost and found. I’ll write about the laptop found in the garbage and the booth designated for lost children and seniors.