NatX’s Alchemy pics
October 23, 2009 by JAre great. No suffering through 20 pics of somebody you don’t know doing something uninteresting to see something amazing.
I wish I could do fancy colory stuff, too. He was the shirtless wonder in this post.
I forgot
October 22, 2009 by J
Some stand out kids art
(I don’t think we covered demons in my third grade art class. Kids today!)
Also, baby chicken ferris wheel:
And a watermelon that weighs more than my boyfriend
And when I get a new house, I will definitely have a natural-disaster themed room, where I can hang this lovely painting of a forest fire
October 22, 2009 by J
Adult Showmanship Contest
“…we didn’t have this kinda ruckus with the juniors. We didn’t have this rigamarole at all. It’s supposed to be a pig show, but I think a rodeo’s about to break out.”
Plus the dad beside me was describing all the BBQ entrees possible from one of the pigs.
“I meant to tell all these all old guys we do have an EMS…case anybody needs a shot of oxygen.”
The announcer kept insinuating all the men were too old to be running around after pigs like that. So, apparently they’re supposed prance the pig calmly around the judge – the guy in the blue shirt - so he can make a choice.
But as you saw, we had us a ruckus with a hint of rigamarole. So they brought these boards out,
and whoever got their pig through, won. Or got closer to winning.
“I went by and touched his hog and he brushed him down, he did good.”
So once the hootenanny died down, and a winner was able to be chosen from the rambunctiousness, there was a FACE OFF with the Junior Showmanship Champion…
Cool = girl, cool = girl with glasses, cool = this girl wearing glasses didn’t even crack a smile when she beat some old pig farmer for the title of Pig Showmanship CHAMPION!
When I’m not rooting for a champion pig or frolicking in the woods…
October 22, 2009 by J
I sit on my couch a lot. At the altar of teevee.
The Ghost of Audrey/Andre/Audrey, Hermaphrodite Kitty and ChaCha (Diva Lollipop). Two of the flippin’ sweetest cats ever.
So, when you’re not prancing around as a unicorn, or wearing moustache pasties, what do you do for fun?
October 20, 2009 by JWhy, the State Fair, of course! First, breakfast.
Sweet potato fries. Not ever getting them from the fair again, because they use the exact same ones I do, from the Pig.
Most of the food at the fair, I can’t eat. Elephant ears (like funnel cake, only instead of drizzling it around, they just pour it into the oil), battered and deep-fried candy bars, cookies and chocolate covered cherries, gyros…
Uncle Martin did some time in prison…but came home with some great recipes.
(Get it? He went to jail, and had butt sex, and turned into Aunt Martha, and has a sausage penis?)
I usually prefer my french fries to have an undistinguished taste, but whatever.
Then my favourite, crafts! The handiwork of our citizens…
Our very, very patient and laden with free time citizens. Cross stitch and a plethora of sequins and beads. But no WIZARD!
The strategically? placed masking tape remains a mystery. Miss Mary, I actually liked
Now, let’s get to the good stuff.
Ha ha, just kidding. Sometimes, but rarely, is it good – good good, not ha ha “good.”
The cakes always elicit “Cute! How they’d do that? WTF?” spectrums of comments.
Like I said, the patient, laden with free time citizens…
Halloween themes are fun:
I had JUST seen a skull cake on-line, but still fairly enjoyed this effort:
King Kong would have been more impressive
If the figurines had been made of cake/icing, too
Impressive was the detail on this cake:
Did I mention patience??
We agreed this one should have one, but probably didn’t for the ick factor:
The detail was hilarious.
Obligagtory Unicorn.
There’s always hamburger cakes, but this is the best one yet
- the tomatos had seeds. The Blue Ribbon WTF goes to this one,
I think maybe she’s supposed to be bowled over by love? She has hearts for eyes and is lying on the ground. Given our abysmal rate of death by domestic violence, however…it certainly is up for interpretation.
Oh, I forgot the big Lego scene,
a big arena rock show
Oh, and monkeys!
“She looks like the kind of doll
…that would stab you in your sleep.”
Ok, Ok, fine! Your National Spam contest winners!!
Some sort of Spam nacho pie and
Bacon-wrapped spam on sticks. Grilled, presumably.
The abject fun continued with ”the magic of agriculture”
I did have some video of the horrib – I mean, ah, erm…uh….magic show, but am not sure about putting other people’s kids online? But don’t worry, I got plenty of footage of the pig off! And some roosters.
“The Dandy”
“Snowball”
“WTF?”
We picked a great time to go, opening time (noon) on Sunday, beating the church crowd. I’ve been in the bird section
When it was shoulder to shoulder, walking through. I’m not kidding!
It’s one of the loudest parts of the fair, for reals…
like a neighborhood of dogs when a firetruck drives by. I kept trying to get one on film, crowing, but as soon as I’d start filming, I swear, they’d just give me the eye and clamp their beaks shut.
Until this fine fellow (my fourth attempt)
I forgot my camera doesn’t adjust for film…yes, that is how I spent my Sunday afternoon. Trying to get roosters to crow. And narrating for them.
Hi there little chicken!
Aren’t you a pretty gir – ugh, augh, WTF is that??
Demon mutant chicken!
Try to get some sleep, kids, next on our heroe’s adventures: antique bikes and pig championships!
Philsopher’s Go to Burning Man!
October 19, 2009 by JI have had the great fortune of becoming chummy with a Dirty Southern Burner mainstay, The Philosopher’s Stone. Intelligent, fun, and techno free!
They do these bowls of rocks:
The other bowl says something like, “Thoughts.” At Transformus, I pulled out a blank pebble. At Alchemy, my stone said “Death.”
On the one hand, I think it is hilarious. On the other hand, I think it is sad the Universe couldn’t have given me something a little more cheery and inspiring.
October 19, 2009 by J
campCamp was so much fun. They did an amazing job building it, and sitting around harrassing people. Here’s two distance shots:
I enjoyed harrassing the Lamplights, as they lit the end of the path, there. “Ooooh, yeah, just like that…easy…easy…don’t drop it! Yeah…there you go (as they slid it onto the pole)…” Etc.
DOOM was up in those woods, there, behind the couch. The couch was perfect for watching Dale Jr. on the TV we had – yes, it worked. Hilarious. People were like, “You should have emptied it out and used it as a frame or something…” Yeah. No. TV in the woods was much funnier.
“Welcome to CampCamp. Now get out.”
You can also see, there on the right, the hunting blind.
Now, see it in action!
I couldn’t beg people to sign up for CampCamp! this year. I think Transformus will be a very different story!
Burning Man is just a playground for adults.
October 19, 2009 by JWell, it is!
Sunday I put on my fur bikini and wandered around for a few hours w/ two bus mates, having a wonderful time. One of the less than many times I felt like I was “at Burning Man.”
Walked around, played around,
Sat on Larry Harvey’s balcony – look at how sandy I am. Good times!
Illuminate
October 19, 2009 by JSo far, in my illustrious burner career, I’ve been a greeter, worked the gate, been a parking badger, Rangered, worked on the effigy, fire safety, Art Team lead, Creative Grant juror, APW – cooked for and fed other volunteers…and lamplighted. Lamplit? Sunday night at Alchemy I got the opportunity to be a lamplighter.
I was a…shoot. Lifter? I placed the lamps on the poles – it is much harder than it looks, I definitely gained a new respect for those that do it every night. The robes sure have come a long way since the first year!
Jedi jokes abounded. On Tuesday, when I arrived, I sat on the ground trimming lamp wicks, removing stickers, etc. with some fellow geeks (the aforementioned NatX being one of them).
