Whiting Art Fair

RIP Uncle Henry


So last Sunday Calabro's mom made us participate in the Whiting Art Fair she organized. It was me, Calabro and Dacia in the booth for 6 hours. We had fun though and got to see all of the interesting people that meander around the streets of Whiting, IN. In case you are not privy, Whiting has one of the most feared and deadly skateparks in the Midwest. I love it but many do not.




It also has a surf beach, kinda secret yet blown out by now. It is called Shooters because of the gun range right next to it and all of the exploded clay birds that are washed up on the beach. Also the BP oil refinery right next door and the countless steel mills that are in the area. Offering a wonderful aroma, soil content and wonder water!!

Despite all of that, I spend a lot of time in Whiting and according to Streetcourse Tim I should move there. ha



It was a good day though. We didn't sell much but were entertained for the entire day by a very talented piano dude. He was good a the keyboard but his voice is terrible. The people of Whiting were eventually either dancing to his rendition of a showtune Freebird or were flipping him off and worse.



There was a strange goth/rave kid that did one handed cart wheels, a dude with a red Poison shirt and blue sweat pants that sported a gerrycurl, an old vet that rode around on the crossbar, a church lady that grabbed the mic and sang Stevie Wonder, and Calabro, drawing with chalk in the middle of 119th street, also one of the city guys had a wireless mic and just walked around all day announcing info about the fair.



The day ended with a metal band that kinda rocked!

We went to the park and had a good sesh and headed out.

I hit up Wilson the next day and had a good sesh with the dudes. I was there most of Sunday.

Monday was back to work with all the BS involved. Let me tell you, the last 6 weeks at school have been almost as frustrating as my first year there. SOBs Assholes and thieves.