On Saturday, the family attended The 4th Annual Chicken Show. We brought along Mim and her sporting husband in order to better expose them a little big city culture and sophistication. What is a chicken show, you perhaps so rightly ask? They may consist of something else in your neck of the woods, but in this case it was pretty much two ten year old girls from W-Man's school demonstrating their ability to walk around with chickens on their heads, the chickens themselves prone with their feet in the air. I think one of the announced "tricks" also included a chicken walking through the backdoor into the house. Here you see the finale before the chicken races (which could more accurately be called chicken IQ tests). The finale consisted of a chicken on top of a pink cowboy hat and a dog biting a rope being swung in circles. Everything was properly announced and chicken trivia imparted to the audience through a bullhorn. Top-notch culture. They did serve good ol' Three Buck Chuck from Trader Joe's (properly taxed at the state border by a crack agent of the UDABC, no doubt about it); during the race intermission, we had most incredible grilled steak, baked beans, coleslaw, green salad, and melon. All for the price of $2 for adults and $1 per child.