there was a guy with a golf club walking across the midway glaring at us. lulu was oblivious. she has no clue about crazy or danger. i don't assume a glaring man with a golf club is a putter, not in this crazy ass country, and sure enough we see him on the obama side again crossing the other direction giving me the finger. ok this is one little tiny slice of the crazy ass american pie. i'll save some falater.