Just for Fun

My Favorite Season

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. ~Albert Camus

I love fall in Colorado. I have not missed going to see the Aspen in their fall colors in many years. Even when I lived out of Colorado and out of the United States I would travel back here in September or early October to see the Aspen and collect some golden leaves until the next year.

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This photo was taken in the Foothills outside of Boulder, Colorado on the way to Longs Peak. Enjoy…Jack

The Importance of State and County Fairs

Harry Ware: ‘Biggest boar in the world, I bet.’ Margy Frake: ‘All depends on how you spell it.’” – from the 1945 movie State Fair

I love going to state and county fairs. I have been going to them since I was a little boy,and since my parents moved often because my father’s job often required a transfer for a promotion, I have been to fairs all over the United States and Western Canada. (of course in Canada, they are provincial fairs…same thing)

I must not be the only one that really likes these events. There have been three versions of the movie “State Fair” released: 1933, 1945 and 1962. It is fun to watch these still and observe what has changed and what has remained about the same.

I love fairs for the expensive and usually nutrition free food…things that I would normally never even consider eating as part of my regular diet seem appropriate here. I mean really, when is the last time you made funnel cakes at home or decided that you really needed an 18 inch long corn dog? Yet at the fair, it almost seems wrong if you don’t have these foods. I recently became a vegetarian in an effort to heal myself from gout and there was almost nothing I could even eat at the fair.

I love fairs … More >

Car Addiction

“I think cars today are almost the exact equivalent of the great Gothic cathedrals.  I mean the supreme creation of
an era, conceived with passion by unknown artists, and consumed in image if not in usage by a whole population
which appropriates them as a purely magical object.”  — Roland Barthes – The New Citroën (1957)

Okay. I’ll admit it. I am a recovering car addict. I loved cars. I loved driving them. I loved owning them. I loved going way to fast in them. At the peak of my illness, I owned 13 cars and 2 motorcycles. This would be many years ago now. (The continents had not yet separated and you could drive to Europe from Colorado, although it was still a long ways.) Then I got divorced, the court gave all of my cars to my lovely ex-wife as part of our settlement and I moved to Los Angeles to restart my life. (No, we did not get divorced because of the cars!) So how did this terrible illness strike me? More >