Forgot my camera, no big deal, it looks the same as last year.  As we were leaving to go The Curmudgeon handed me a nice sum of money and told me to get him a T-shirt anything over what that cost was mine to spend as I wanted.

G and I walked out to the fair and wandered all through it. We even went into the livestock barns.

In the entire fair we found only two stands that sold T-shirts. One had crap but at the other one we found him a Dragon T we knew he’d love.

Then I found a silver skully ring I liked. After which G and I had an early dinner of lobster rolls and lemonade. I bought The Curmudgeon a cheese steak–he mention a few nights ago that it had been quite a while since he had one.

When I got home, I told him he bought me a real nice ring. He looked at it and said, “I have good taste.”

To which I replied, “Yes, you do.”

He loved his T-shirt and cheese steak sandwich.