I'm way backed up in life and in blogging. So let me direct you to a nice recap of FredFest, complete with pictures. Champagne of Blogs has the story. And with a start like this, how can you resist?
The dirty white tent ruffled and snapped in the hot wind. Inside, a mystery, a holy revival waiting to be borne here upon the wild plains. All of us cowboys lined up in silence, clutching our hats and wearing dirty boots, squinting against the flying grit. All we wanted was to come inside, where for once in this cold life, perhaps a strange preacher could bathe us in the glow of the everlasting, for which we had searched so long.