scrawls.

scrawls

still cheaper than therapy*

11.11.04

went to the Curiously Deserted Carnival last night. since, having mysteriously been forced to avoid travelling street carnivals since i was what, six, was sort of ... well. Everyone always said they were boring and wouldn't go with me. so i never got to go. but. All that has changed now. i don't have to live vicariously any more. because, as it turns out, street carnivals aren't like they describe them in paperback horror novels - they're like EuroDisney. all i could think of were the teacups at EuroDisney. all the rides were spinny and dizzy and not very exciting really. i like roller coasters better - you're thrown in in different directions, instead of the same two or three, over and over and over. And they were all teacup clones, really, in various permutations. so. Boring. but i like ferris wheels. and i don't care. i haven't been in a four-ticket haunted house, so i can't possibly know that they're dumb. right?

but. the carnival was deserted. And it wasn't a very big carnival and it was a Wednesday night and sure, it had been there for two weeks already, but it was awfully bleak. EuroDisney on Mars. it was us and the carnies. so really it ought to have been very Cheap Paperback Horrorshow. but it wasn't. just kind of sad and lame and empty. at least now i don't have to go again for another twenty years.

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scrawled @ 15:39