May 032012
 

I didn’t know I was going to the Inman Park Fes­ti­val on Sat­ur­day.  How­ever, 2 F’s cousin, Mat, drove down from Chicago for a visit, and, just to make things inter­est­ing, he brought his friend, Matt. (No, I’m not mak­ing this up.  It was a Jef/Jeff/Mat/Matt posse.)  I was hop­ing that I’d see a few things blog­wor­thy, but as we wan­dered through the craft booths, I heard much more mate­r­ial that I saw.  Here are my top ten favorite over­heard snip­pets of con­ver­sa­tion from the Inman Park Festival:

01. Hold my bag­pipes while I pee.

02. I’m not lost.  I just don’t know specif­i­cally where we are.

03. Excuse me, is this a child’s toy or an adult nov­elty item?

04. Unless we find a fun­nel cake soon, I don’t think there’s a woman alive who would blame me for dri­ving our kids into a lake.

05. Chicago-style pret­zel?  It must mean that it’s served frozen.

06. Right, how many straight men do you know who wear flu­o­res­cent orange ath­letic shoes with lime green trim?

07. Is Phil a trans­ves­tite or a tran­sex­ual?  I never can keep those two terms straight.

08. Do you really think it’s a good idea to give Jell-o shots to the dri­vers of the cars in the parade–especially in front of police officers?

09. You’d be sur­prised what I can do on a unicycle.

10. I was told there would be Kingons … on motorcycles.