Once More, With Feeling: Pedestrian

I had technical difficulties with yesterday’s weekly photo challenge post. By the way, who is else is old enough to remember when TV stations would interrupt their broadcasts with the message, “Please stand by – We are having technical difficulties”? For whatever reason, my first entry for the challenge did not have a proper pingback, so I thought I would create another post, this time with a Throwback Thursday angle.

I have plenty of aging images in my photo archive that feature people walking around at fairs and parades. I took the picture below at a county fair ten years ago:

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I would guess that this trio was on the verge of starting 11th or 12th grade when I took this picture. Unlike the other cliques of teenagers on parade for their peers that day, this group did not walk in sync. I wonder where life has taken each of them and if their roads diverged, as portended by their steps.

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2017 Allen County Fair, Part 2

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My family had a great time yesterday during our yearly visit to the Allen County Fair. This trip is our last bit of summer revelry before the school year begins. This year’s fair was replete with the vibrant colors and irresistible smells of food trucks:

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I believe that a carnival is no place for calorie counting, so I indulged in two abominations of nutrition, deep-fried dill pickles . . .

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. . . and deep fried cookie dough:

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Both were extremely tasty, but I preferred the pickles. The doughnut-tender coating on the cookie dough was exquisite, but the filling was too molten hot for me. The tray in which it was served couldn’t be carried about long enough at the fair to let this dessert cool for long.

The domestic competitions in cooking, quilting, and the like are a vital part of the fair. This year’s entries included a whimsical dog quilt:

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Along with hundreds of jellies and pickles:

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And this intriguing layer cake:

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I’m not sure if political booths are a conventional part of county fairs, but they are present every year at our fair:

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The difference in those two pictures reflects the reality of politics in Allen County. Republicans definitely have the majority here. Many people here vote a straight Republican ticket with little reflection and no irony, kind of like the guy who wore a Johnny Bench jersey to the fair. When I think of Johnny Bench, the first and only thing that comes to mind is that 70’s commercial he did for Preparation H that featured him sliding into home base with his rear dragging the ground.

Back to the topic of our evening at the fair . . . five hours slipped away before I stopped long enough to wonder what time it was. By eleven o’clock, the lines for carnival rides had grown thin, and the food trucks were shutting down for the night. As we walked back to our car in the dark, I suggested that we visit another county fair or two before fair season ends in late September. I hope we will discover that a fair is just as delightful when it’s wedged into the school year.

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2017 Allen County Fair, Part 1

Yesterday my husband, my daughter and I spent a delightful evening at the Allen County Fair. I will devote this post to a surreal aspect of this year’s trip. Allen County, Ohio, is almost equally split between industry and agriculture. This mix sometimes creates some odd shows and activities at our fair.

Halfway through our evening, we stumbled upon a wrestling exhibition that looked like a hot mess. After we returned home, I did some brief searching about the troupe we watched. They are called Wrestling and Respect, or WAR, and they have a substantial local following. I am uncertain about much serious wrestling this troupe does, but the show we watched last night was pure camp.

Each of the wrestlers donned costumes from different variants or genres of the sport, including high school, 70’s, and luche libre:

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It’s too bad I am still fumbling through the video setting on my camera, for if I were more confident with it, I’d be sharing a clip of these wrestlers dancing to “U Can’t Touch This.”

The wrestler who was sporting a 70’s style costume had the letters DDT affixed to his rear end. These letters could stand for his initials. If I were in charge of this troupe, it would signify that his persona is inspired in part by the outlawed pesticide DDT. I’d also advise him to bleach his hair platinum to conform better to his 70’s wrestling look.

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Overall, this campy match was a lot of fun, even for the uninitiated (such as myself). For those of you who are familiar with the world of anime, I’d say that WAR match was like the Bobobo-bo Bo-bobo of wrestling.

My daughter couldn’t completely hide her delight in all the wrestling chaos:

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