A modern pow-wow is a specific type of event where both Native American and non-Native American people meet to dance, sing, socialize, and honor American Indian culture. -- Wikipedia, 05 May '10Orangevale's Pow-Wow Days are a trifle short on American Indian culture. But they're not at all short on American Idiot culture. Small-town parade, rickety puke-rides, healthicidal carnival food, drunken rednecks, and a rousing game of Cow Pie Bingo make sure of that. I love it. Comin' up weekend after next.
One thing that really stokes me is the current Google Maps satellite photo of the location was taken last year while the carnival was set up:
If there's anything cooler than a carnival with amateur country bands set up in the middle of a park, surrounded by oak trees, out of sight of any streets, not nearly enough parking so everyone just walks, on a warm May evening under a violet sky, I don't need to know about it. Well, actually, I do know about it, but I don't need to, because wandering around the carnival after dark with a pocket full of booze money and running into people we've met in twenty years of raising children here is just about the best low-key fun there is.
A semi-representative pic from last year, illustrating the nicely unworn aspect to the grass:
3 comments:
I like your title "in a perfect world." This is the world where Yoko stepped in front of John and took the bullet for him, right?
Just glad to see you again.
LOL Roy but no, closer to perfect would be where what's his name the shooter is never so deluded in the first place.
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