We came, we saw, we ate fried food.
So, I know—everyone is waiting for the “Orange County Fair” report, and in fact, I have just uploaded all the photos. Maybe it took me three days to get over my fried food hangover. Maybe I was just really busy. Maybe I was Zicam-ing the holy hell out of myself to not get a cold I felt coming on. At any rate, we’re doing the whole “Orange County Fair Redux” for the podcast, so maybe that will be motivation for you to start listening.
Until then, here are some highlights. Why is it that fair makes it so you have an endless appetite (AND capacity) for fried food? Just to end the suspense, none of us are dead from a heart attack, so it’s probably safe to eat 4,000 calories in one sitting once a year or so. Ask your doctor, I bet he agrees.
Here are two funnel cakes that we ate. This was early in the “mass food consumption,” as you can see because it’s still light out. At this point (between the four of us) I think we’ve had pulled pork, brisket, a big turkey leg, a hamburger, and some beans and coleslaw, so it’s only fitting that we would want to top that off with forty pounds of fried dough and whipped cream, right?
After this we met up with Lisa and Brian, who were already drinking beer and eating fried artichokes. So, add that to the total calorie count, if you’re keeping track. Oh, on the way to go meet them, Stephan and Rob had more beer and a tri-tip sandwich.
Here are some fried Oreos that we made Stephan eat. While we watched, we had ice cream in a waffle cone and also watched some Chinese acrobats that might have been fourteen years old.
Oh! But wait! We went there to see a concert. As soon as we walked in, Rob looked at the stage and said “Which one is Yaz?,” so we knew he’d fit right in.
Here he is, pretending to shoot himself in the head with an electronica gun.
Here is a photo of Richard Butler from the Psychedelic Furs, enlarged on the Jumbo-Tron. In case you’re wondering, yes, they played “Pretty in Pink” and “Love My Way,” and yes, Richard Butler sounds exactly the same. But—whoooo boy! The close-up does not lie. That man is, like, 60 years old. This made us all feel old.
Next up—Yaz reunion! Apparently they were only really a band from 1981-83 and they only made two albums, both of which Stephan knew all the words to. Does that make him gay? Here is a photo of his hand, indicating which beer he’s on for the evening.
This was right before a man walked by with cotton candy, and we bought some and ate it, just to prove that we could.
We will have the full audio report up tomorrow. You can also look at the photostream on Flickr if you’re dying for more! Oh, the O.C. Fair is still on until August , in case you decide that you really can’t live without some of that barbequed corn and a fried Twinkie.
Oh, also, I saw a sheep and a pig, both of which had huge testicles. Is that wrong to say? It wasn’t a freak show or anything—just a coincidence.