This was a "Horrible week". Pretty much, anything that could go wrong did.

It started out ok. We got into the "Romeo Peach fest", which had hundreds of vendors. It has 3 locations, and were told it was booked solid (we tried to get in last minute). Well Paul went around talking to all the business owners. The owner of the BP gas station, said we could set up on his property. Pricey fee, but we were all for it.

This is the first time I will admit, I didn't have the total "perception" of a show. Both of us thought it was a "prime location". Some things we didn't take into account. Teaches me, your never "too old" to learn.

We were looking at the traffic flow. There was (many actually) shuttle busses that made constant trips. Huge ones, like a greyhound bus size. They stopped right in front of our booth. The parking, was right on the path to us, we were maybe 50 feet off the main drag. I guess to me, (and Paul) we thought things couldn't be better.

We soon found how wrong we were. Yes, the shuttle busses had hundreds of people waiting every 20 minutes. No more then 20 feet away. But the people were like "cattle". They didn''t want to lose their spot in line. So rather then even come look at our booth... they stayed right there. Un-believable to me. And we had an awesome looking booth. They wouldn't even look. We barely made expenses this week. Once they got off the bus, they were so busy.. they just wanted to see the fair. Not the first booth. Didn't even stop really.

Anyway, then we determined we would stay right in the booth for the night. We cleared it with the store owner, but he said we had to clear it with the Police. Well we asked the one young officer. There is an "ordinance against it", he "himmed and hawwed" about it a few. We said, we have a huge investment here. That's why we usually stay in the booth. He finally said "ok", but I really am not in charge. If they give you problems, tell them I said it's ok. So we made plans to spend the night. He also said, he really doesn't have the final say.

I stay up later then the rest. So while they slept, I went to the bar a few. To drum up business. Now that went perfect.. On my leather jacket, I have about 30 coins pinned to it. Everyone asks questions about it, wan't my card. We wouldn't have done a thing had I not spent a few hours in the bar.

So I come back, all happy about that part. There are dozens of blacks fighting in the gas station lot. I am the only one "white" around. I am thinking, my son is with me sleeping, we have over $4000 worth or stock sitting here. I need them away, and no time to really get the cops involved. I decided to confront the "main instigators", and tell them to leave the property. Well, the main one was 4 times my size, and threatening to kill everyone else. Lucky for me, I had a few beers in me, or I would never have went into a situation like this.

So I stood my ground. I flat out tell him strongly "YOU GOTTA GET OFF THIS PROPERTY, AND I MEAN NOW!!". (He was drunk as shit). Well he came after me. He was like "you don't know me, I'll fuck you up, I'll fucking kill your ass". My cell was in hand, and I started to dial 911.. Then, several of his friends jumped on him. They grabbed his arms, and said.. we gotta go..!! They pulled him off the property, all the time him making threats to me.

So that was over. Then.. well there are bars all over town. Bands playing various places. I figured I had to stay up. I was kicking everyone off the gas station property. I couldn't count the threats I got. Some remained "dicks", some started being a dick were "threatning", till I explained things. Black and white. I knew I was in for an "all nighter" (meaning no sleep).

So that finally calmed down. I informed some cops to keep an eye out. I sat down, and started drinking my pint of Rum.

Paul decided, he needed to get up at 4am to do another show. He wasn't making money there. So before that, I decided I'd just stay up. Uncover our booths.. and stay up.

Right after he left. It was still dark. I see an elderly lady with 2 dogs. She was picking cans out of the garbage. What's your first thought there? Mine was "she was homeless or something, and needed money". So I tried to approach her, but her dogs were in attack mode. All I wanted was to give her some money to help. She said (in a mean way) I don't need money, I am not homeless. My dogs don't trust strangers, just go away... (so I am thinking, what the fuck).

She comes back in like an hour in a brand new van. I never accused her of being homeless, but she knew I thought it. She went on to tell me.. "I am not hurting for money. I am a born again Christian". I go out and collect bottles to help the church." Anyway, we start talking. Now this lasted the next 4 hours. I told her we we weren't doing well. She said, climb in my van. I know everyone around here. Can get you a better spot. So I thought, why the hell not, My son was asleep in the tent, all calmed downed now.. so she drove me all over town for like an hour. Preaching her ass off, telling me her life story and about her alcoholic husband. Actually, I kinda liked talking to her about alot, but consider her "off the deep end" on alot.

So I am tired as chit. No sleep. I thought I'd try to get a few hours. I could get fully opened whenever I wanted. I no longer worried about what was opened already. I didn't care, I needed sleep. Couldn't keep my eyes open. I went in the tent, and zipped up the sleeping bag. Within minutes after that, cops were there. Questioning me why I was sleeping there. They told me the laws and ordnances. Illegal to stay there. I explained my situation. They didn't give me any real problems. Let me know to be cool, because of the laws (all I wanted to do was sleep), then they left. I went in the tent and laid down.

I just get laid down, and a "city official" comes by. Telling me I can't be sleeping there. So dammit, I go through the entire thing again. My eyes barely open. It's now almost daylight. After he listened to me, he understood. I decided I better stay up. I sat down to add some coins to my leather. Figured I best stay up. I then uncovered the entire display and set that up.

Daylight now. The first car that broke down, was in a very busy intersection. So.. what the fuck, help him out. So with great difficulity, we blocked all the traffic, pushed it to a safe spot (far away, all spots were booked). Worked on it like an hour, and determed... we couldn't fix it then. I decided.. if I could get an hour sleep, I'd be ok. So as I was un-zipping the tent, as this "smoking" hot chick comes up to me". She was about my age. "Sir, I am broke down". Do you know anything about vehicles. Finally, I see daylight.. lol.

"Hell yes" I tell her"! But I really have no tools. But guess what, I know other vendors here. Your so hot looking, certain they would help too. (she blushed bright red there.. lol). I looked over her $50,000 vehicle, and knew it was just a corroded battery cable. I had no way to jump it, paul was at the other show (with the tools). So I ask these other vendors to help.

They had no tools, but did have cables. These fuckwads didn't know a thing about vehicles (pretended they did). So all the while they were trying things (I knew wouldn't work). I'm thinking, it's just a stupid corroded cable. You got a $50,000+ van or something. Brand new.. and I see the corrosion. I tell her (behind their backs). Seems to me they are "fuck wads (well they were)" I dug through all I had there. I said don't listen to them.

I found a small pair of pliers. I got it cleaned, and got it started. One of the assholes lost the nut. Somehow lost my pliers too (turned up at his food booth later) DICKWADS!!! Anyway, I apologized for the "Nut" being missing, just said don't shut it off till you get home. Just get your hubby or whatever to replace the "nut". Thank you, thank you!!! She said!!! I can't thank you enough.

I had to help "I said"... your HOT AS HELL! I am committed, so not flirting here.. but my civic duty I feel. Blush, blush, smile smile.. lol. She drove off. Actually, by then there were alot of vendors around. They were all commenting, and joking about "Did you see the way she was looking at Gary".. lol. If I was single, could've bed'd her in a heartbeart.. lol.

So late the night before, Paul and I were talking to the owner of the gas station. He promised us this certain location that was better. I was waiting for Paul to do that, while helping these people. He was late coming back. Suddenly this "Huge" tractor starts dropping huge concrete blocks in the exact location. Well I thought, that's out. Now I just want out of this entire show. I call Roxann to come get me (we only have one vehicle).

Paul was like, Gary? You heard all said.. go through the town and get us a better one. I am just done Paul, calling this one quits. He knew, I already had the leads. Ok Paul, I will...

I found one for me. The property owners beside the store next said. Well, they actually tried to call. The spot next to them was open, but they can't get ahold of the owners. They told me, just do it, we'll back you if a problem. I knew my booth would fit there, but not Paul's. For one, I didn't want to risk that, and didn't want to leave Paul out. I was now done with the show. Maybe 50 thousand go past that spot, I don't care. We did the entire day where we were, and I called it quits. Paul "I said" If you want to go there, condense.. you will likely get away with it. I won't. I am done. I know either he or I would make good money there (packed with people), but I was already drinking.. and wanted nothing to deal with this show anymore.

Some good things happened. We are now promised the TOP location (we picked out) for next year. Sorry fuckers (those food vendors I was talking about before) lost their location to us next year. I met many people at the bar, and will have return business.

So we get home. We stayed till after the parade, super late. I decide I'll take a bath and masterbate or something.

NO WATER PRESSURE!!! I checked the holding tank valves, all that. I truely believe the "pump" is gone now, leaking (very costly). Could be the well (way way costly, but I doubt that). At any rate... This weekend sucks. And not over yet.....

Gary