Since it's summer what better way to celebrate this season than sharing the exploits I had when I infiltrated the world of carnies in rural Indiana at the Gibson County Fair.

In my book, The American Dream, for one week I lived the life of a carny by sleeping in a trailer behind the Tilt-A-Whirl and working a game that involved throwing ping-pong balls into a dish. I got the job by answering an ad that said "No drunks or druggies,"

I went by the name Ajax and befriended other such carnies with names like Wayne-o, Skittles, and Big John. 

 

 If you're going to a carnival in the weeks to come, here's a little taste of my undercover carny experience: