I'd been meaning to get out to the State Fair for a couple years now, but never found the motivation to get my ass out the door and over to St. Paul. Then I called Allison and it seems that a friend of hers bailed on going to the Fair, so what the hell! I bought a digital camera and we drove out to a park-and-ride and spent the afternoon at the State Fair! She had a couple actual buildings to target and visit, but my focus primarily was on food, and thankfully she shares that value with me.

The first picture ever taken with my camera! ...Oh yeah, that's Allison, too.	The second picture ever taken with my camera! We're waiting for the bus to take us to the Fair.
Sorry Allison, no Chinese allowed at the MN State Fair. You'll have to wait in this holding pen 'til I'm done.	The crowd.
The maddening crowd.	The ever-maddening crowd and information center.
Allison thinks about what she'll order at the pseudo-Caribbean bar-n-grill.	Uh-oh! Hair isn't pretty enough! Adjust before ordering!
Allison asks me what the difference is between a shake and a malt, and I only kinda know the answer.	Oh good, the nut rolls. I wonder whether it would or not.
Here are a couple rides in which customers are flung high up into the air and then released. Not for me.	You'll see that State Fair attendees get hungry and don't care who knows it.
Despite all my rage, I am still just a horse in a cage.	Horse butt! Horse butt! ...eh.
This is the one they call Ol' Napper. He seemed a little tired today.	Ooh! Here's an actual guy in costume at the Mummy Returns display at the State Fair! Don't all state fairs have this?
Here's this bizarre anime-suited gigantic humanoid mouse in power armor. This was never fully explained, like, there were no pamphlets or news releases to explain what was behind it.	All he did was walk around, kinda dancing to his own prerecorded music, talk occasionally, and flirt with teenage girls.
Yes, we're on a Sky Glider now, riding back to the front gate. Not to be confused with a sugarglider, which they would not let us ride.	All we could think about was how lovely the trees and rooftops (upon which we would fall to our deaths) were.
Allison barely contains her excitement long enough to smile pleasantly for the camera.	And then she doesn't. Whee!
Okay, I guess we had to get one shot of me in here just to prove that I actually rode this satanic contraption.	Oh, you poor, fat Minnesotans. Don't you know what doom passes over your heads this very moment?
This was actually the most interesting exhibit at the Fair: the semi-intelligent robotic lawn mowers. Apparently they communicate with each other because immediately after this picture they scattered and began running people over like only a riding lawn mower can.	Look at the other airborne victims, high above the heads of the street-level victims!
Yes. Our shoes. The last thing anyone will remember us by. Good picture.	Hey, bratwurst! I think I'll just slide out of this restraining harness and get one...
The people look like large ants from up here! The ants look like atoms. The atoms make my brain hurt.	Back to Photos