Nothing like a visit to a neighborhood festival to make you believe everyone in the world is fat and slow. Visited Cornfest yesterday. The corn was good and the beer was cheap. I was carded at The Annex but not at the discount liquor store, so by my calculations, that makes me only 50% too old for a college town. Besides, at 3 p.m. on a Saturday, I was one of the youngest people in The Annex. And the $2 pints are almost worth the gas money it takes to drive out there.
I’m writing an article about DeKalb, so I had to stop by Elwood House and some other historical sites that I never knew were there, even though I lived there for 4 years. We actually took the 1-hour guided tour of Elwood House, and Jay was nice enough to not complain even one time. I could see him die a little when he found out the tour was an hour long, but we had already paid by that time, so it was too late. Luckily, the antiques were lovely.
We also took a stroll past the Glidden Homestead, and holy crap, I probably drove by that place 1000 times and I never knew it was there. The birthplace of barbed wire is sitting, preserved, between a Burger King and a copy shop. Weird. It’s only open on the 1st and 3rd Sunday of every month, so we didn’t get to go inside.
We also visited good old Reavis Hall, and I was both happy and sad to see that they’ve moved Circle Drive and put in a huge park in front of The Armpit of the University. It actually looks pretty nice. So I was happy to see that my former homebase is no longer a hideous eyesore, but sad because why couldn’t it have looked like that when I was there?
