BrilliantEditor, Tex, and I went to the Dryden Dairy Day on Saturday. BrilliantEditor and I watched the parade and Tex joined us for the festival afterward.
The parade was very small-townish. That's appropriate since it is a small town. BrilliantEditor could give you all kinds of Dryden small town information here. You can find almost anything about Dryden there.
There were lots of emergency vehicles. Lots. There were three kids with go cart things and they wanted to really drive them, but they were denied. You can only drive three miles an hour in a parade. So the kids would drive, start to speed up, almost run underneath the hay wagon in front of them, and then jam on the brakes. The man with them had on an ugly hat with a feather (plastic/straw cowboy variety), but although he had an ugly hat, he did care about those kids because he walked next to them telling them how to slow the heck down.
There was a float that went by that had line dancers on it. There were maybe ten people up there (five to a line) and only two looked like they really liked line dancing. One was a woman who had the hip action going on. The other was an old guy who might have been teaching the class or just joining the group so that he could pick up chicks who had the hip action going on.
The authenticity of the boots was dubious, especially the white slouchy ones with leather tasselly things. Nevertheless, we let the truck towing these dancing fools pass by without incident.
The only incident that occured was with a musical band of small children who were walking behind a horse who must have had a tummy ache. The horse demonstrated that he was ill. It's not funny really, but it got very funny when they scooted to the side of the street still trying to play their instruments and have their hand over their noses at the same time. They made funny faces, too.
I would have done the same thing, but I don't play an instrument and I'm not a small child.
I got an ice cream cone for a quarter (strawberry), voted on what kindergartener did the best job coloring (what kind of sick-o teacher forces a kid to enter a coloring contest? I voted for the most interesting interpretation of a cow.), and saw a man who weaves coasters and coverlets. He was pretty cool.
Now you know. Dryden Dairy Day. Second Saturday in June. Every year.
Be there or your bones might go soft and your teeth might revolt.
Calcium. Yeah.
Posted by dotty at June 13, 2004 11:01 PM