As I write this column, I'm polishing my ruby slippers and waiting for a potential tornado to take me to Oz. While it seems fairly unlikely in Chautauqua County, we can't rule out any crazy weather phenomenon anymore, "2012"-style -- the end is nigh after all. Either way, I'd much rather be skipping down any yellow brick road than have anything to do with any of the Fred Fest madness downtown this weekend. "Already?" you say? Read on.