In my never-ending quest to get my daughter wound up, here’s the newest story that earned the Child Harbat Scowl of Disapproval: Once upon a time there was a pony named Sparkles. She had sparkles on her hooves, sparkles on…
Let’s talk about the fair. You expect blue-ribbon pigs, creaky carousels and swings for the kids, and cotton candy. Our county fair has upgraded, and not necessarily in good ways. You want fried food? Prepare your stomach for this: What…