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Say hello to my sock choice of the day.

Yesterday was the last day of the art festival. My mom actually organized a fairly substantial event. I'm proud of her for that.

Craziness:

~ One of the tempermental vendor's had to have a chat with the police because he was getting a little roudy.
~ My drug addict/alcoholic uncle staggered in.
~ The vendor next to me tried to hook me up with his son and THEN smoked up behind the tent with a couple other younger girls and then realized he hadn't asked me if I "want to get high" with them. I politely declined. I don't care what he does at home, but the middle of my mom's art fest is probably not the best time. It's also not very wise to offer her daughter drugs.
~ There were lots if children that resembled a cross of lizard and troll.
~ There were kids on leashes that looked like Mike Myers tied to his playground on SNL.

Today Aaron is trying to decided whether or not he wants his lip pierced.