We Interrupt Guest Author Week To Inform You That Chris Has Had a Corndog.
And he liked it.
The man you are looking at in the picture below I once had to SHAME into trying a blueberry. Begged him. Bribed him. Even mocked him.
And now, look how far he has come: An Ohio State Fair corndog.
Honey, I’m so proud of you. And the reason I’m giving you such a hard time about the corndog now is stir things up for an interesting “Daddy Point of View” guest author blog post. You’re on for Saturday.
August 22nd, 2008 at 9:50 am
I had a bite of Kelly’s when we visited the State Fair on Monday the 4th.
It could have been the lack of condiments on the thing, but frankly I couldn’t see what all the fuss was about.
We also had the obligatory ice cream from the butter-cow building. It was a decent strawberry, but I think I would have been better off with a chocolate-vanilla soft serve twist.
August 22nd, 2008 at 9:57 am
Chris - I didn’t have a corndog until I was an adult, either. My mother was certain I’d ram the stick through the roof of my mouth. My mother didn’t have much faith in me… I was allowed to have popsicles, though. Their sticks were blunt.
I wonder what form of ridiculosity I’m forcing on my children in the name of their safety. I’m sure there’s something…