Baste of Newport isn't all that interesting

Today, I goed to Taste of Newport - or as I call it, Baste of Newport. I'd forgotten just how dead the event usually is.

I remember going to Taste of Cincinnati once growing up back around 1983. It was a very uninteresting affair, and I think it poured down rain. I didn't go back for decades.

Taste of Newport is no better. If the region wasn't such a recreational black hole, nobody would even notice it.

Despite this, I saw a young woman today who was in a festive enough mood that she bubbled. Because that's what cool people do. They bubble. You do it every day, because you're a cool person.