'who says evil doesn't know how to have fun?'

i went to pick zane up at day camp today and it took me about 10 minutes to wind my way through many many cars at our local park. there were tents and booths set up and a couple little rides - a small fair, it seemed. so after todd got off work we headed back to the park to check it out. we got funnel cakes and frozen chocolate bananas, Z won a teddy bear by beating us both in the shoot-water-into-the-clown's-mouth-to-pop-the-balloon game. and the whole time we are getting some REAL weird looks that i can't figure out.

as we settle in the grass to gorge on junk food, we pay attention to the first time to the performers in the band shell, and then realize they're doing a lot of praise-be-ing and arms in the air stuff. the audience is really into it and all sway-y and suddenly we come to the brilliant conclusion that we are at a christian praise-in-the-park bonanza of some sort. no big whoop, whatever, right? and bluegrass gospel is kinda cool.

and then i realize that todd is wearing this shirt:

classic.