Field Days.

Pulaski Field Days.

After a lazy day of relaxation, catching up on sleep time via a few cat naps and more relaxation, Earl and I decided to get our day started around 6:00 p.m. After finally showering and getting dressed, we hopped in the Jeep and headed for my home town for the annual “Field Days”.

We didn’t make it in time for the parade, which we heard was rather disappointing, but we did arrive near supper time, so we headed for the chicken barbecue in the beer tent. I waved hello to several former classmates along the way. Good ol’ chicken dinners were being sold for $7.00 a piece. Accompanying your half of a chicken was some macaroni salad, a dinner roll and some cold baked beans. Earl and I have never been able to figure out why they serve cold baked beans. Why bake the beans if you’re going to serve them cold? The chicken seasoning seems to be pure salt, but that may be why they’re being sold in the beer tent, so that you buy more beer. We skipped the beer and stuck to pop.

Attendance seemed to be rather low at the Field Days this year. Back in my day, the field would be shoulder to shoulder with people after the big parade. Tonight you could clearly see from one end of the field to the other. I found this rather odd. We did see several people from my high school days, which is always a delight. We even ran into my best friend from high school. In my junior and senior year people thought he and I were dating, and we could have since we’re both gay and all, but we never dated. On overnight trips with the band and chorus and whatnot people assumed we would share a bed, and we did, but we never did the touchies. Perhaps that was a missed opportunity. Who knows.

It’s funny that my two closest friends in high school were also gay. I had several other gay friends in school as well. Earl has asked what was in the water, as he didn’t remember so many gay people in his high school, which was bigger than my school. Maybe us farm boys like to roll in the hay after all.

After our run at the Field Days, we took the long way home and met my mother at a 24 hour diner for some dessert and some chatter. It was a great spontaneous visit. I like doing that from time to time.

Oh – and today is my 6th blogaversary! “Life is such a sweet insanity” turns six years old today. Yay!