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It's been two weeks since we applied that fairy glitter to our eyelids and spent the day burning Chako tan lines into our feet and worshipping Mother Earth at the Oregon Country Fair. We'd say it's about time for that highlight video. Come along with us and relive the glory of Friday the 13th of July, 2012 in Veneta, Oregon.
At the Jackson County Fair, the real entertainment is not the middle-aged rockers belting out Led Zeppelin on the PremierWest Bank Dinner Stage. It's not a walk through the 4-H barn where prize-winning steers fight over hay bags. It's not the mediocre rides, the philly cheese steak or counting the teeth of carnies on one hand. If you want to have a good time at the JCF, you keep your eyes peeled for two things and two things only. The first is children being tortured, which manifests in three specific ways:
The second thing to watch out for is boob tattoos. We didn't realize this, but apparently Central Point, OR is the original home of the tit tat.
"I wanna be just like
Mommy when I grow up."
Okay, we don't want to be ungenerous. There were a couple of other cool things at the fair:
But as the day drew to a close, we couldn't help but wish we had spent it in:
At birthday boy Michael Antonopoulos' party in a private Ashland home last Friday, fire dancers entertained as the night sky darkened. Antonopoulos, aka Ton Ton, is the mastermind behind the new mobile kitchen Agape's Affections. "Healthful indulgence is an art and passion for me," he told partygoers near a table laden with his platters of his gluten- and sugar-free foods. Quietly, he confided: "I'm an entrepreneur, fitness trainer, martial artist, yogi, and the foods I create with are always healthful, delicious and intentional."
The Oregon Country Fair was...overwhelming in its goodness. We have lots of video footage that we're culling in preparation for creating a short video of the highlights.
Please enjoy these photos as a preview (the last one in particular -- someone sure gets a gold star for multi-tasking).
Hopefully you've enjoyed the recent flurry of activity here on RV Confidential after a prolonged period of silence. But the next two days are going to be dark again, because we are once more venturing out of the val, this time headed for...yes, you guessed it:
For those of you who have no experience with this distinctly Oregon-flavored event, here are some teasers (courtesy of various past fair-goers). And expect more pictures and reporting from us after the weekend.
Public intoxication and second degree burns from faulty fireworks are some of the necessary evils that keep the natural order of things in balance during any small town Fourth of July celebration; the puke scented Yang to the freshly made organic Oregon huckleberry funnel cake Yin.
But there is, inevitably, always someone who takes it too far and ends up pooping all of our parties. Sadly, this year, the winner is our very own Wesley Kevin Hoseclaw (AKA The Hoseclaw).
Please accept our sincerest apologies for the recent lack of updates. We are finally back in the swing of things after our summertime jaunt down in NorCal. Now that we have all the nudie swimming and cat mummy-peeping out of our systems (more on that later), we are ready to bring you the creme de la creme of the bountiful RV once again.
