Fried Oreos aren’t too far away. Still won’t eat but it’s nice to know they are almost in season.
There is something about Canal Fest in the Tonawandas that I can’t quite put my finger on. I never went until I had to work it when I was still at Adelphia. Now I make a pilgrimage out to spend an hour or two watching people go by, munching on funnel cake and lemonade, listening to some crappy band and thinking the waterbikes look like a nice thing to be doing. It’s like watching the parking lot outside the old aud before a concert in the 80s and early 90s where black t shirts and Miller High Life were the height of sophistication, but hell, sometimes a little funnel cake (no actual food in that food) can set you right.
I saw the ride below and thought absolutely no fucking way. I took the picture from my car. You are going round and round on that axis, while spinning on your part of the axis. I suddenly felt ancient as my stomach sent me a message “don’t you fucking dare.” I reassured my stomach that I don’t do rides that are still attached to trailers. That seems wrong
More scenes of semi aquatic merriment.
Sadly delicious and not at all good for you.
Good cheap fun