Fried Shrimp

My Mission Mississippi group worked at a stand yesturday at the Great Falls Balloon Festival. It was a dreary, overcast day, perfect for an outdoor festival and flying balloons. I was at a booth with Ms. Little and a few other kids in my class, serving clam strips, clam cakes and shrimp, all fried. I hate shellfish. But it is all for the Cause, I suppose, we made about $1200 at the festival so far. It got very hectic quickly. The clam strips went like crazy. Serving wasn't very fun though. It smelled like the ocean and every time I sat down, someone else came by wanting more clam strips. I was surprised that we didn't go out of business. Not because of the crowd, but because of Nick. Every twenty minutes, Nick would ask me for a sample of every thing. He ate a lot. I worked for a good six hours, dehydrating my hands in latex gloves, throwing fried shellfish around. It eventually got to the point where I couldn't stand the smell of the shrimp any more.

Outside the booth, crowds were moseying about under umbrella's looking for fried food and crafts that the other booths were selling. Some bands came and performed, but they all sucked. The night ended with Elvis music and Kyle and I scrubbing grease out of pans and scraping potato skins out with a house key.

It's for the Cause though. All for the Cause. I'm gonna go out and collect some bottles tomorrow after the Gulag school.

In other news, Uncle Greg actually got jiggy with it this summer. My sister asked him to dance at a street festival on the 4th of July and he actually did it. Go Uncle Greg!

Just a random memory, but I remember a funny thing that happened a few years ago I want to write down. It was in World History, in my Sophomore year and Mrs. Angell, the teacher, was talking about World War II, and more specifically, post Normandy invasion France. She was discussing how Erwin Rommel was the German head-honcho leading the Nazi army in France and one student called him Rommel McDonald. Mrs. Angell continued to talk about the troop movements and such and she brought up the point that he always wanted to get a bigger army. Jamie Donohue spoke up and said "Are you saying he wanted to supersize his army?"

Everybody cracked up. Joe went crazy. Jamie responded, "I think I broke Joe." Everyone laughed harder.

Something under the bed is drooling.

J Kuhl Signing Off