So I popped by the Los Angeles County Fair's page yesterday to check out its 2013 motto. Which is this:
Laughing. I especially like the splash page of the woman wearing a Ferris wheel hat.Yeah, that's a hat. Uh, want!
I write about the fair quite a bit for work, which is a pleasure: outlandish, colorful, piggy, bulb-blinky things are some of my favorite things to cover. My only issue is I often have to pause after typing the word "fair" and make sure my fingers didn't automatically type the word "Finley."
That's happened.
Do the people of Wilfair love the fair? I know they do. Gomery would have totally gone 4H if he hadn't had to work at the motel growing up. Monty likes all the kitschy fun house crazy mirror rooms attractions. Sutton has entered a kiwi/raspberry sculpture in competition (blue ribbon, naturally). Fair likes seeing her name, a name she feels complicated about, all over the place. Clementine has recorded the sounds and calliope-type music of the midway, and Prior Yates once had to dangle from the Skycoaster, in a harness, in an action film that went directly to DVD.
Poor Prior, though. He can't go on his own, because moving in any direction without having to sign a dozen autographs is not a possibility. I wish Fair and Gomery could slip out into a public place with him and help him enjoy what everyone else gets to enjoy, anonymously. Play his handlers for a day. Hmm. Tapping chin. This might be or already is a thing. :)
We're lucky in Southern California for numerous reasons, but for fair lovers summertime is an embarrassment of corndog-flavored riches. There are four huge county fairs over four months, all within a 90-minute drive of the city.
Los Angeles County Fair is not only the largest, it's also the largest county fair in the country. Some people might be surprised that LA has a county fair, but that surprise was gently satirized by the fair organizers a few years back. Funny stuff, and, yep, we can laugh at ourselves in LA.
