Gluttony Extreme: LA County Fair Edition

Being at the LA County Fair this weekend reminded me of why there is a frightful obesity problem in America. At one point while we were pigging out on funnel cake, Henry and me exchanged a look at each other because we both saw the "wide load" that graced our line of vision. I feel like America is designed for people to get fat. Staying fit in this country is really an uphill battle, I tell you. There's no opportunities for people to naturally build exercise into their daily routine. Walking from point A to point B is like walking from your doorstep to your car. That's why you need gyms, whereas people in places like Asia don't nearly have the same obesity problem we do. Too much going in, not enough going out. At the fair you can also rent those motorized scooter things and drive them around the fairground, in case you didn't get enough un-exercise. Did people watch Wall-E? And then people like my mom who are just weird and make no sense when she gets mad that I tell her I'm going on a hike with some minor scaling involved. I mean, what is wrong with you woman? Most parents can't be happier that their kids are getting exercise, and you're going blah blah blah you're going to break something and you're not strong enough and don't try to show off and then watch, you won't be able to start work? From a hike. Why is she so Asian??? I lack upper body strength anyway so it's good that there's some arm work involved.

Wow, ok, I really went off on a tangent. Talk about parent issues. Anyway, back to what I really wanted to blog about, which was the fair! I was kind of disappointed there was no deep fried butter. But maybe that was a good thing. I was already feeling pretty gross at the end of the day. I did see other things you could get deep fried, including deep fried oreos, deep fried zucchini, deep fried koolaid, deep fried watermelon, deep fried burgers, deep fried burritos, deep fried twinkies, and probably anything else you wanted they could deep fry or if not, dip in chocolate (pickles, anyone?). Good stuff.

Good thing I was sharing it or I would have eaten the whole thing.

Interspersed between stuffing our faces there were some carnival games and animal petting. Man, speaking of carnival games, it's way expensive! I don't remember if it's always been that way, but 5 dollars for 10 tickets? And then one play is usually 10 tickets, so you're paying 5 dollars to play a game where you probably won't win anything. I guess I shouldn't think about it in those terms. But there are definitely more satisfying ways to spend 5 dollars. Maybe if I were Yao Ming, buying those carnival tickets would be worth it. I would buy a few and then keep playing the basketball game.

We made Brandon pay $1 to see Hercules, a 3,000 lb horse. He looked smaller in the picture, but we'll take my brother's word for it that he was big.

The fair is kind of like Disneyland to me now. I guess I could go once a year and have some fun, but I'm perfectly fine skipping it most of the time.

Seriously though, I had fun. This expression says it all. That, or constipation.