Reub's journey

08 October 2012

Fall festival

You know that thing people like to say when they don't want to talk about art: I don't know anything about art, but I know what I like. That's kind of how I feel about politics. Spare me the arguments and details; let me decide who I like for my own reasons. Earplugs and a blindfold aren't a good thing to wear when you're trying to decide who the next leader of an extremely powerful country will be. You should be an informed voter. But with all of the screaming and finger pointing in politics now, who can stand to listen? I wish the election were tomorrow so it would be over.


Anyway. Recently we went to Fall Festival, an annual juried art fair that's worth a visit. We always find ourselves there at lunch, and darn it, once again I didn't have the guts to buy myself an elephant ear. I'll never get that scratched off the 100 Things to Eat Before You Die list. I took this picture though, because I thought it was hilarious that they set up right next to the local Republican Party folks. Do you think they sold more elephant ears that way?



This is a very blue county, so there wasn't much of a line at the GOP food booth. But seriously, what were they thinking? Cabbage Rolls and Meatballs-on-a Stick?  That's just gross.  John, speaking of politicians, said that meatballs-on-a-stick seemed strangely appropriate.




We skipped the meatballs-on-a-stick, opting for felafels instead, and then went to buy these cards, from my friend and fellow art teacher, Julia Lont. Even if I didn't know anything about art, I'd still love these.


21 comments:

  1. You probably know from visiting my blog that I'm a former art teacher. I love to expose people to paintings and discuss them in a down to earth manner that makes readers want to know more rather than wrinkling their noses and walking away.

    By the way, I like Julie's cards a lot.

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    1. You do a great job, Stephen!

      Julia has been spending a lot of time with her letterpress, and her work looks great.

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  2. meatballs on a stick sound kinda good to me. :) elephant ears?

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    1. Yeah, you know, I made meatballs for dinner tonight b/c they sounded good. But they didn't sound great on a stick for lunch the other day! blechh.

      Elephant ears are a gross fried treat that I would probably love.

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  3. I'm with you, Kerry, on more than one point. I'd love to wake up and find the decision made as to who is going to run our country. I hate all the TV ads, phone calls, finger pointing, shouting, down-and-out lying that goes on. Wish everyone would just grow up and move on to 1st grade! To the second point - I'd have chosen a felafel too! I'm looking forward to eating them every day when I'm in Israel next spring!! YUM!!

    Love your cards too!!

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    1. I don't know how politics has degenerated this badly, although I suppose it has always been an ugly game.

      I didn't know you're planning a trip to Israel! Really? That will be amazing.

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  4. i think both the cabbage rolls (gassy) and the meatballs on a stick (too easy .. ) are perfect for that booth .... and i love love love your friend's pretty cards

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    1. Ha! They had so many of those goodies to keep for themselves, too. Maybe that was the plan.

      Julia's cards are so pretty I haven't even used one yet. Saving them for special occasions.

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  5. I definitely want some meatballs now (so suggestible). Very nice looking cards.

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    1. Meatballs are a good thing! But not on a stick!

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  6. I don't know Kerry. I think it is definitely the worst it's ever been. I have several theories but they all circle around old white men losing their dominance. my husband doesn't think it will get better until all the baby boomers have died. it's the same conflict from the 60s, grown old.

    glad you enjoyed the fair.

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    1. Hi Ellen, Politics is the ugliest I've seen it in my lifetime. But looking back at, say, the 1800's when gerrymandering came into being, and when there was extreme prejudice against immigrants, I think we've seen bad times before. Gotta get through this.

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  7. I am so with you about all of this, including how gross the idea of a meatball on a stick would be. Ewwww!

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    1. I didn't see anybody actually eating meatballs on a stick, so it seems a lot of people thought the same. Ick!

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  8. The meatballs on a stick/republicans comparison made me laugh out loud. I don't have a 100 Things To Eat before I Die list but if I did, elephant ears would be on it. Aren't they much like those crispy fried dough delicacies sprinkled with powdered sugar?

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  9. I guess the Republicans don't have vegetarians among their numbers. I am such a person, yet I once found myself working at a booth that sold meat, and I barely made it through my shift because when you don't eat meat, the smell of meat cooking isn't something you can easily tolerate. I once had some friends who were neighbors to the fairgrounds up there, and I have fond memories of both.

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    1. It would be revolting to have to work a booth like that as a vegetarian! Bad enough even if you aren't.

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    2. It was the Scandi Festival in Junction City, and the meat we were selling was ground beef that was made into what was supposed to be a Scandinavian dish, but was flavored with some kind of Mexican sauce from Costco. I didn't even know that name of what we were selling, so when someone asked for ______ (a Swedish word), I didn't know what they were talking about. So much for authenticity.

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    3. I'm tryin' really hard to think of an awesome Swedish-Mexican food name. I know there's one out there. Meatballs and salsa isn't catchy enough.

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    4. Yeah, really. To claim to be celebrating a heritage yet to show zero interest in remaining consistent with its actual practices was disillusioning to me, and I vowed that I would never work there again.

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