what'd i tell ya about the scoochin?

Do you ever get the sneaking suspicion that the reason all the guys in the office let you go up the escalator first is so they can look at your ass?

I do.  Don’t really blame them though, seeing as how it’s smokin’ hot.

In related news, I am still wicked burned out from going to the Puyallup Fair on Sunday.  Granted, I didn’t get quite enough sleep on Saturday night mostly because a) since when do GUYS get headaches and b) the asswhores who live above me decided to stay up half the night stomping around, wrestling and fucking skateboarding on the hardwood floors.  What is that bullshit?  At around 5AM, I just gave up and started back in on Buffy Season 4.  Mmm.  Riley is a big ol’ slab of man meat, isn’t he?  Yeah.  So, we left for the fair around 10:30 (only after stopping by Starbucks for life-giving coffee), expecting that marine layer to burn off by noon or so.  That didn’t so much happen.  Cold, dreary weather notwithstanding, the fair was fabulous, as usual.  Big, scary horses, weird fainting goats, yak, a mean-looking llama, barns full of pigs, chicken, turkeys, rabbits and, of course, the cattle.  They were so adorably appetizing.  Is it wrong that walking through the livestock area just made me really, really hungry?  In keeping with that spirit, I downed the requisite onion burgers and krusty pups and then went on rides, which, really, is the whole point of the fair, is it not?  I was informed by Dr. Danskin and the Jadenator that I scream like a little girl…with a microphone.  Well.  You’d scream too if you were on a WOODEN rollercoaster.  WOODEN!!!  Constructed of WOOD and sundry bits of metal, but still, mostly WOOD!  YOu know what’s made out of wood?  Bookshelves.  Coffee tables.  Desks.  You know what those things are not?  Roller coasters. Did I say “roller coasters?”  I meant “wooden death machines.”

The best part, of course, was when I almost made myself sick by eating a cow chip cookie, half a bag of cotton candy and one of those excellent fair scones in rapid succession.  In retrospect, that was poorly planned.

Comments

[jordan]

dude, you went on the wooden roller coaster? that one is permeneant, right? i would never be able to bring myself to do that. but i'm a slight wuss.

[Jonas]

You've seen the Discovery Channel deal about the wooden ones yes? With the guy walking the whole track\structure every morning to pound all the loose nails back in to place? Adds a whole 'nother layer of "shit I might DIE!!" to riding them.

[Ahe]

OH MY GOD! if i had seen that i would have instantly peed myself upon seeing the rooler coaster.

[Avi]

wuss.

[Jadenator]

It's the giant chair-swings-o-terror that I fear. I swear no one has ever died on the matchstick roller coaster, ya pansy! It's a T-Loc right of passage. Congrats!

On a fair related note, a certain someone was a very adorable 15 year-old soccer player.

[Avi]

*I* was a very adorable 15 year old soccer player.

[scotty]

i miss the puyallup fair! it was always a highlight of the fall. krusty pups and scones, mmm.

[Jadenator]

Trees are falling, Avi!