Cow Days

This Saturday the secret group of heroes known (or, since they're secret, perhaps we should say "not known") as The Nightriders descended upon tiny Greensburg, near the Green River, in Green County, Kentucky for a festival known as Cow Days, which features the crowning of a Cow Queen, a raffle where you can win a cow, and, most of all, a plastic cow that you can "milk" for Big Red.

The Nightriders rented a van and entered the festival en masse -- 14 strong, spilling out of the van and immediately heading to the Court House to pee, having been stuck on I-65 for a long time due to traffic.

Next, they went to Dumas Walker's (original name is something else, but I can never remember it), a tiny, tiny restaurant made famous in the song "Dumas Walker" by the Kentucky Headhunters, who sing:

We'll get a slaw burger, fries, and a bottle of ski --
Bring it on out to my baby and me.

Indeed, most of Nightriders ordered a slaw burger, fries, and ski, which is a regional soda that tastes similar to Mountain Dew.

Then they shopped through an antique store, walked through the town booths, saw some live music, ate a lot of carny food (because Nightriders love carny food, even when they've already filled up on delicious slaw burgers) and then went to the little midway, where two, but only two, of them had the guts to rider the ferris wheel.

Then they beat up some super villains, saved the populace from impending doom, piled in their van, and drove off into the night. Green County will never be the same again.

It was, dare I say it -- a spelunkin' good time.