Big Game

When Foo saw this jack from a distance, he thought he'd really get to play a game, but after getting up close, he shuddered to think of the size of ball that would be need and how he'd even pick it up in the first place.

Free Saint Arnolds!!?!

Foo was shocked to learn that rebels had captured the patron saint of brewers, Saint Arnold. Thanks to the really helpful arrow the scoundrels had left, Foo immediately rushed to the good man's aid. Saint Arnold was nowhere to be found, but there was lots of free beer. He actually wasn't that upset when he discovered he'd read the sign wrong and thus did his part to drink up the awesome local craft beer before it went bad.

Fooray for Fiction!

Of course, Foo loves to read, so when he was helping out his favorite author at the Houston Indie Book Festival, he had to wave these banners proudly (even though they embarrassingly spelled "Fooray" wrong).

He then proceeded to eat up the "Fiction," because he said it was deliciously worded. Bystanders commented that he probably had had too much Saint Arnold's beer at the festival, but he walked a straight line before driving so no worries.

Foo-rific Story!

Foo had a great time at the Houston Indie Book Festival helping his friend Victoria J. Hyla promote her novel, In Death We Part. Foo highly recommends this book to anyone... ever... It's the best book he's read in his life!!!