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19 April 2006
This thread is going to the County Fair. Please come along.
I'd walk a country mile for a country fair corndog (which is the same disgusting corndog that you get frozen at the supermarket... but not. Mmmh! Extra mystery grease! Yay!!!)
HJ: Silver Queen... Twelve for a dollar from the back of a pick-up from a nice young man in overalls on the road to Oxford, Ohio, circa '93... Was that you?
Let's go look at the freakishly large farm animals!
Yay! Pet the goats!
Yay! Look at the pigs! They're auctioning them off! uh. . no, honey, those numbers just mean that pig is really special. Nobody would eat that pig - quick, let's go see the furry chickens!
And yeah, I like your glowing necklace, but I wasn't going to say anything, because I ate acid too so your hair and that cotton candy spinner over there are also glowing.
Ooooh, I wanna funnel cake, a bloomin' onion/awesome blossom, cotton candy, and get dehydrated and overheated and puke on the Ferris Wheel that somebunny talked me into riding although I'm terrified of it.
Ohhhh, and there's one of those picture thingies where you dress up in ol' western wear and I've never done it and I wanna do it now!
And big pimpin' hats! Somebunny's gotta bust a buncha ballons and win me a pimp hat!!
Who wants to go on the Scrambler? When it gets late and the carny is stoned, he lets you ride for, like, 10 minutes.
If you're bigger than me, take the outside, so I will be crushing you rather than the other way around.
I have to apologize in advance because I'm gonna be laughing uncontrollably throughout the ride. The Scrambler is hallucinatory after a while -- the fair rushes by us in a horizontal light-bulb blur -- and then we get hauled backwards and skiied forward again, and again, and again.
I cannot even THINK of a tilt-a-whirl without getting nauseous. . .daugher and I chose it because it did not look as scary as El Nino or other deathhammer rides. . .
About 30 seconds in, I was giving the finger-across-throat to the operator begging to be let OFF this thing . .no luck . . .
Afterwards, we went to the ice rink. . .daughter skated and I just sat with my head between my knees in the cool for at least an hour before I was even OK to do anything else.
Please don't take me to the ride section . .I'll stay in the bunny barn looking at the Californias, Angoras, and Lopears.