Yesterday, my friend Di and I went up to the annual Andersonville Midsommarfest for a little twist and shout...
We walked and walked the blocks looking for Festival love in all the boothes - but NAY! Gone were the more enterprising artisans and bling pushers - in their place were real estate mongers, chiropracters, and cheap cheap jewlery. All that was missing were the 6-packs of Tube Sox...
The only really Original Guy I saw was the Man who, for a fee, engraved your very own name on a Grain of Rice!
It brought to mind the button you see above - a souvenir of my very first street fair in Chicago a million years ago - my head on a pigeon body, drawn by none other than Gary Whitney.
Mr. Whitney & a fellow named Jay Lynch were wacky underground comic artists of note from the 80's - I feel Immortal! NOW that's what a good Street Fair should do for ya...