Last night I went to our local county fair. No cheap expenditure, let me assure you, the fair is BIG TIME DOINGS. I forgot my wallet and had to take money from the ATM, and I believe we spent every single cent. We had pit beef sandwiches and milkshakes. Not even any fries! But the pit beef was very, very good. And then the spawn rode rides. And played some games. Before I knew it, 10 pm had arrived and I was out of cash, the male spawn had gone on the Roundabout (yeah, I was trying to look up videos about it on Youtube and…now I found all sorts of vids about carny rides gone wrong. Considering the operator of the other rocket ride he went on started it up without making sure the pin that locks the door was latched completely, I don’t think we’ll be riding any carnival rides again for a long, long time.)
Aside from the rides, though, the shows were pretty entertaining. Which brings me to what made me think about blogging…the life of entertainers on the road. We saw both The Hansen Spectactular and Tom Crowl, Comedy Ventriloquist perform. I can’t really even tell you how much I have to give kudos to people who travel around to fairs and do their shows. It’s hot, people are rude, the locations aren’t ideal…and they’re out there making a living in entertainment. I applaud as loud as I can. I cheer. Because no matter how cheesetastic the show is, those folks deserve it.
I say cheesetastic with fondness — I mean, what else do you call an act that uses rollerskates on a 6 foot platform and features a woman spinning while held on a cord attached to her husband’s neck? It’s…well, frankly, I couldn’t get up there and skate around by myself without falling off, so it’s pretty freaking impressive, if you ask me.
I admire anyone who gets up in front of a crowd and tries to be funny, or acrobatic, or whatever. It takes courage. I’ve been on stage, I know it can be difficult. Scary. But it can be a rush, too, knowing you entertained someone for even a few minutes.
I had a great time at the fair (minus the few minutes I thought for real that my kid was going to plunge to a horrific and grisly doom.) Hey, there were camel rides!
M
July 27th, 2010 at 4:23 pm · Link
Damn! I’ve never been to a county fair. Now, I HAVE to.
Dude, camel rides?? I am SO there
July 29th, 2010 at 2:57 am · Link
I admire anyone who gets up in front of a crowd and tries to be funny, or acrobatic, or whatever. It takes courage. I’ve been on stage, I know it can be difficult. Scary. But it can be a rush, too, knowing you entertained someone for even a few minutes.
That’s what you do, babes, with your writing. Putting a story out there to be judged can’t be just as scary.You’re brave too.