Lets face it, we all know that Dayton and the arena can be one of the smelliest places that you’ve ever visited. Between the people that need a bath, can’t remember how to bathe, the crop dusters, and smelly old radios that had rodents die in them, it can be quite the stimulation to your olfactory senses.
So mid day on Saturday, while we were out looking for elusive deals in the flea market (and waiting on the rapture to occur as predicted), everyone got quite the surprise. To cut to the chase, a poo line that runs directly through the flea market area began to erupt through cracks in the asphalt. The smell was indescribable, and eventually some logs, corn, paper and who knows what began to surface.
These dudes arrived on the scene to start squeegeeing up the poo, and trying to abate the disaster with their septic truck and septic skills. Of course, what happened next can all but be expected at a hamfest. The hams responsible for important things such a directing traffic around poo spills arrived on scene to provide communications, direct people around the poo and advise them not to walk in it, and to please take a poo out in the port a johns since the inside bathrooms had been taken out in the air strike.
Yes, I know that you all want close ups of the corn and the various enteral waste products that were on the featured display at the show this year. But lets face it, no one wanted to get close enough to see the recycled goods that were on the table. And lets not even mention the people that had stuff for sale near the spill, and those that had stuff on the ground or underneath their table.
Yeah, so that is the short version of what will be a most epic moment to remember from 2011. You are welcome, and I know that you are sad you weren’t there. With that said, I’ll actually have some info about what radio related things we saw, and other things too. Look for that in the next few days. Now be blessed…And always shake the handle twice.
