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I do enjoy my sometimes hick-ish little town so here are more pix from Pow Wow Days just so you sophisticated city folk can get a whiff of -- oh. Sorry. You have to watch where you step around here.

These handsome lads led the parade.

The high school AF-ROTC is huge. The sick place to be. How times have changed. (Or they were all juvenile delinquents in middle school and are on probation.)

I don’t know how many Miss Citrus Heights and Miss Teen Sacramento and Miss Pre-Teen Neighborhood Watch Runner-up and Miss Tiny Tot Eastern Edge Of The County For That Area Kind Of North Of The New Fire Station But Not All The Way To Oak Avenue there have to be but the lineup of these princesses perched grinning like goosed mannequins on convertibles was endless. These two were my favorite.

That’s me in the year 2050.

The big huge Army trucks were neat-o and they handed out a lot of candy.

Everyone loves the Ben Ali Motor Corps. Well, someone does.

Finally, a grocery store for Real Men.

Don’t let these kids get your goat.

Then there’s a fair. It is surreal. Most fairs are held in real live fairgrounds on a gravel lot with parking and some major boulevard nearby. Not this one. It’s all near the riding circle in the park, totally surrounded by oak trees, everything set up on grass. I'm not even sure where you can park. We just walk from our house. I love that it’s so close, all weekend we can hear blues or country or whatever drifting to us over the trees. When we went, the place had been entirely taken over by fourteen year olds slouching around the concessions and their drunken thirty five year old parents stumbling around the makeshift dance floor.


I love this interpretation of Ariel. What the duck is she staring at?