Our state faire is a great state faire...

Well, we weren't actually at a state faire. Hopefully though, Seasons is on their way to the state faire and festival circuit. Last weekend Grace and I attended the State Faire Showcase at the Hershey Lodge, where there are tons of vendors who show up with every kind of ware and act, and different representatives from all tons of Pennsylvania Faires and festivals.

When I say every kind of product and act, I mean it. We are talking jugglers, balloon-animal makers, firework sellers, blue ribbon manufacturers, and, of course, Elvis impersonators. Seasons' booth was between an eighties tribute band, "The Chickz" and a fellow who rides a horse while singing Country Songs into a microphone. You had to see it to believe it!

While I brought Grace along to place the hammered dulcimer with me and try to attract us some attention, Grace spent much of her time trying to attract the attention of the Elvis impersonator who was in the booth behind and across from us, and was, I must admit, very cute. I would look over to see why Grace had stopped playing only to catch her peeking through the back curtain of our booth through the conestoga wagon on the other side to catch a glimpse of "the King." On top of that, then she started taking covert pictures of him with my phone. Grace finally got up the courage to ask with his autograph, which he signed (to Grace's delight and my chagrin) "love." Thanks for encouraging her, Elvis...

The State Faire show case taught me that my definition of a "big" poster falls woefully short of what the rest of the world has in mind. I went to Office Max to have a poster made for Seasons and was rather embarrassed to be seen carrying a poster-board size picture of ourselves around the store. However, when we arrived at the lodge and I saw everyone else's posters, mine suddenly shrunk to the size of a post-it note. Well, now we know for next year, even though I don't think I'd be able to stand a poster so big that I'm looming over the passers by and my nose is the size of an apple.

Also, I learned that candy, bright colors, shiny things, BOLD LETTERS, and monkeys are a sure-fire way to get attention. Especially monkeys. I think even Luke and Clare dropped their alliance to Seasons after they saw the man in ringmaster apparel strolling around with a tiny live money chattering on his shoulder. As you learn in acting class "watch out for shows with kids and animals."

So if Seasons adds a chimpanzee or bonobo to our act and starts dressing in sequins you now know where it all stemmed from. Or it means that Grace has run away with the Elvis impersonator and we are now his backing band...