Oh, yeah. Get the Walmarts to set up a Trailer To-Go Saturdays along Vince Gill Avenue.
Change it to the Peanuts in My Coca-Cola Bricktown Events Center.
Tractor pulls on Sheridan Avenue.
Redneck food cart vendors: Pork rinds, deep fried on the spot. Freshly nuked Moon Pies a la mode.
Where those Quonset-roofed buildings are now, the ones Bob Meinders is fixin’ to tear down? One word: muddin’.
Friday nights, sell spray paint and climbin’ rights on the Bricktown water tower to lovelorn graffiti artistes to express their heartache. Saturday nights, sell ’em to other graffiti artistes so they can climb up and defend their sisters’ honor.
Washer tossin’ and horseshoe pitchin’ along Flaming Lips Alley.
Put in the Oklahoma Heritage Cockfighting History Museum and Chicken-in-a-Biscuit Cafe.
Get Maker’s Cigar & Piano Lounge to put some brass spittoons along the bar, and not for looks.
Stock the canal with catfish. Run trotlines.
Last word: Noodling!