When I go to the fair, I'm constantly amazed at the new sites that typically turn a vacant dust bowl into a sprawling metropolis for ten days or so.
Not withstanding the carnie rides of death and games that seem impossible to conquer, there are two sensations that draw humans to the fairgrounds. Nope, not seeing and touching, but rather, smelling and hearing.
If you are a Classic Rock junkie, and you should be, you just may be categorized as a baby boomer -- between 43-62 years old. If that's the case, a 'heart' check-up should be on one of those to-do lists in the near future. Could you be a "Sat Fat" connoisseur? A "Remote Control" king...or queen? How about an "Elevator Rider" in a two-story building? Now that I ha