Foo happily welcomes two new additions to his Foo family. Meet Egg (left), a lovely little girl, who will be traveling to Mexico this summer to study Spanish and Mexican culture. And meet Yung, a rompin' stompin' little Foo boy, who will be traveling to Kansas this summer to study World War II literature. We wish them safe travels and happy studies.
Whoever said all trolls were grumpy, clearly did not have the beer made by these ones. Good food, good beer, good t-shirts....
Foo wanted to show you what really drew him to come look at the metal sculptures. The first one, really held the key to his heart.
With cherries on top? Foo filled his cherry craving when he saw these enormous cherries dangling from a car sculpture. Too bad they left metal shavings in his teeth.
Foo's favorite friend on his metal journey was this happy, whiskered wanderer he came across. They paused for a smiley photo before parting ways.
Foo excitedly led the charge against the rust-inflicting raindrop warriors with his horde of metal minions following in his wake. Little? Yes. Intimidating? Very much. And the minions were kind of scary, too.
Foo found his own little TARDIS in the scrap metal yard. He jumped quickly into it to navigate time and space. He just hoped he wouldn't find any Daleks.
Foo was the Belle of the Big Iron Ball here, making fantastic friends of all kinds, shapes, and sizes.
At the world's largest scrap metal art showing, Foo came across some pretty scary looking, enormous creatures. 
Foo found the world's largest scrap metal sculpture on a property just outside of Baraboo, WI. Guinness Book of Records was NOT wrong!
Foo means the lion...
Foo really wanted to ride the real baby African elephant, but he (the elephant) was just too intimidated to let that happen, so Foo settled for observing from above and riding the fake one. It was still cool.
Foo did his very best to find the right place for him at the circus. He thought first about being a Fooman cannonball, but the gunpowder made him sneeze and black is just not his color.
Foo really threw himself into circus life and dressed the part after finding his uncle Gold Foo who DID join the circus! 
Foo really wanted to join the circus, so he journeyed to Circus World in Baraboo, WI. 
Although it looks like a mini deer, the gigantic creature was going to be a tasty vittle for yumming the tummy, but it turned and ran and it turned out to be too fast and furry-ous.
Foo is. He made a new, big orange friend, who was moose friendly. It's good to know people in high places.
Foo found a new friend in Madison, WI. He was kind of an egghead, but he did have a good story to tell. However, he kinda smelled like rotten eggs... wonder why...
Foo wanted to join up and become a Wisconsin firefighter, but they told him he was too small to fit in the uniform properly and he would actually melt in the flames in a real fire. Frown...
Foo decided to "capitolize" on this opportunity to see the sights in one of the Midwest captials; not only the seat of state government, it's a great drinking town. :)
Foo dreams of taking a vacation abroad, but for now, he found this vanside painting of Marseille. He hears it's really that blue (and he would be right!)
Foo enjoyed a pint and a Tuna and Shrimp Po' Boy at the Great Dane Pub in Madison, WI. After lunch, he wanted to race the logo, but he was just too fast for the painted puppy.
Foo found peace and tranquility at the Japan House in Urbana, IL, where he became one with the water and the wind.
Foo really wanted to act upon the stage again, so he took a trip to the Krannert Center in Urbana, IL. 
The battle was fierce and mightily fought, but as the two regaled warriors (the Foo of the Road and the Squirrel of the Quad) turned to go, they knew they had a respect for each other that would be heralded in song.
Foo was hoping to find his love for all time at the famed Eternal Flame on the University of Illinois quad. Sadly, the only thing he found was a creepy spider, and he wasn't about to kiss that.
Foo was about to call Dr. Doolittle and ask if his friend, the Pushmepullyou, had finally gotten a car...
Hail Fooma Mater... Ever so true, so true. We love no other, so let our Foo Dog be.... Vic-tor-y Foo-Dog-Nois, Arf-si-ty.
