I paid the high rent…not by choice really. I sorta backed into it. You see, it was my 3rd year out on the carnival trail, When I received a call from a US prominent Showman, Some call him “The King” in fact he is the King…now the King asks me “ How would you like to play Milwaukee?. of course I would but how? Now the King says…We got a offer to play it, but can’t, cause of prior commitments so we are passing it on to you! Great! So he gives me the contact info and by God I’m booked…so I change a few dates around and lo-and behold I’m in Milwaukee for the WI State Fair! Now I wait 2 days for a location, On the 3rd day the Mgmt of the carnival comes to me and Says “No go, they have a new Fair Mgr. here and he doesn’t like SS’s…..But don’t worry, we will make it up to you, You can play Albuquerque (New Mexico State Fair) later this month What choice do I have, so I agree…I get on the Horn (phone) and book 2 spots, not BIG spots, but little spots to hold me over…We did OK but nothing to write home about….Now the BCS finds itself just outside Cincinnati OH …Now it’s a long way to Albuquerque …about 1200 miles and being on a shoe string Budget (thanks to losin Milwaukee) We head west, 2 trucks, 2 trailers and 1 desperate Curator. Well we made it, were given a “A” location and we set-up….Now the Curator is feeling optimistic….that is till the Day before the Fair…You see, I learned a lesson that day, a lesson like I never learned before….a lesson most folks learn at a early age but for some reason had bypassed the Ole Curator…you know what that lesson was???….”Don’t count your chickens BEFORE they HATCH!”