Last night I wrote detailed post about the music festival Tues night. I didn't realize there was blog maintenance going on and I lost entire post. Grrr. I'll sum it up now.
Whack.
Too many teenie boppers, lots of music, none of it good, bad crabcake sandwich and worst of all: no polka.
Yes, the festival known for its polka on this night had country western. I'm not against all country, just anything that's not by George Strait or Garth Brooks. So we left a bit later.
But not all was lost. You could walk the city streets, large beer in mug in hand. And a 22 oz. beer for $5...not bad.
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i heard i went on a bad night. i'll give it a shot next year. but i ain't missing polka!
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