There was a 5K for a local hospital. We ran it. We didn’t win, but we didn’t come in last. I actually placed second in my age group. Most importantly, we finished with smiles, so who cares, otherwise?
This race was at the local fairgrounds, and I have photos to prove my alibi, should the need arise:
After the fun run the trucks came in and dumped out piles and piles of nylon and dacron. The bigger purpose of the night was bringing people out for hot air balloon rides:
And this is what I learned: Depending on how you frame or crop your shot, Yoda’s expression really changes a great deal.
Also, feel free to grab one of the above three shots if you need a new social media avatar, I guess.
There was only one Yoda balloon, but he was clearly the star of the evening for kids young and old:
I bet you could do a Star Wars hot air balloon theme. It’d be great fun, until the blasters and light sabers came out.
Also Lee Greenwood appeared. He did a three song set, by himself. No band, so karaoke, basically. Well, we think it was actually Lee Greenwood. You had to stand so far away that you couldn’t tell. And it wasn’t the crowd, which was sparse, that dictated the distance from the stage, but the drop zone. A parachutist descended with a flag to set the night off right. They mis-timed this. Greenwood hit that last “AAAAAAAAA-” said thank you and was back in his trailer and maybe on his way to tonight’s steak dinner before this guy got to the ground:
On the way home, we wondered how many times in his career Greenwood has sang that song and if that is annoying for him. So I looked up his booking rates. Let’s say the site was accurate and there is no bargaining. Let’s say his aunt isn’t the marketing agent for the county fair. Or that he didn’t lose a bet to a county commissioner. Let’s say he didn’t have to be in a nearby town the next day and that this was a just another convenient stop. (Judging by his published tour dates, he was here special.) They might have paid $25,000, for a three-song set.
You’d think that for that kinda dough he might run the chorus one more time to help the skydiver, but no.
He was already off stage, counting his money, pleased that he’s been singing that song for more than three decades now.
