After the art festival, I decided I'd give Basra an adventure to see the rest of the world (or at least the front lawn). Turns out he's popular. Everyone wanted to stop by and see him and ask questions about our "snapping turtle". Maybe we can charge admission and pay for his ticket to the desert.

Turns out the taste of freedom is addictive because when we were back inside, he climbed over his board and back down the driveway. We only noticed when there was shouting outside and (e:keith) and rode up and saw him.

The Allentown Art festival isn't really my thing, I hate knick knacks. I do like the smell of fried dough though and it manages to waft all the way around Allentown. (e:paul) got his Italian snausage and came up with a fried dough wrapped version stuffed with cheese.

Dreamland had their own art festival going on with a bunch of pillows and cute stuffed things.

It was nice to just sit on the corner in the shade and watch people go by.

The rowdiest I've ever seen Paul's family. Frank and Tony are hilarious together.

I hate the Buffalo Preservation Board. I hope a historic roof falls on the whole board. Especially Tim Tielman.

Some (3 of 20) of our solar panels were denied by them last Thursday. I have so much to write about it I don't even know where to start, so I'll have to flesh it out later, including the recording I took.

Already! Robert Delong was pretty good, Arkells, not so much. Blue is now $5! We saw Kevin for the first time in over a year.

I know it hasn't been the square forever now but it's always going to be one of those things people do just like old people who refer to Gold Circle and AM&A's.