The Farmers' Market was uneventful and hot. It was way too hot. Not to be complaining, but shade was pretty scarce and it was way hot in the sun. Wasn't very memorable, I gotta say.

One guy flipped me a buck and then noticed my sign:

"Kenyon, huh?"

"Yessir."

"Hope you're smart."

Gee, thanks. You know? I hope I'm smart too.

The band that I've been half-heartedly competing with somehow got a spot inside the market. I could be paranoid here, but I'm thinking that they were offered a spot inside. I was told in pretty certain terms that it was market policy to only allow vendors and customers to work the inside of the market. Again, not complaining. Just wondering.

Tomorrow: Somewhere downtown and hopefully somewhere in the shade.