Showing posts with label bloomsburg fair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bloomsburg fair. Show all posts

Saturday, October 3, 2009

I Went to the Bloomsburg Fair


You would think by now I would be use to the big difference living in Pennsylvania is versus living in California. But I am still amazed.

Last night we walked to the Bloomsburg Fair and we paid our money and walked right in. I was shocked. I didn't have to walk through a metal detector, have my purse looked in or get scanned with a wand. I just walked right in.

Then I realized, Los Angeles is on the map for a terrorist attack, Bloomsburg isn't. No matter where you go in Los Angeles, the county fair, a Dodger baseball game, an amusement park, it doesn't matter. You will go through a metal detector, have your bags checked and get scanned with a wand.

A few years ago I attended Santa Monica Community College and they installed metal detectors going into each building. I had a metal ruler because I was taking a drafting class and I would have to arrive to class 15 minutes earlier just to go through the door. What a pain that was.

Every court house in California has the same thing. In March of this year I had to go to the court house and they wouldn't let me in because I had a metal pad lock (that I used for my locker at the gym) in my purse. I had to walk back to my car and leave the pad lock there before I could get in the court house. I have to tell you... this shit is not normal. However, the people in Los Angeles are so accustom to it... and so busy... that they just can't see the forest for the trees.

I feel free here. Free to come and go without having to be patted down.

Ciao

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Bloomsburg Stuff

In the Midwest there's this alarm system that sounds through the streets when there is a tornado sighting. It is a warning for everyone to take cover or get in an underground basement.

Since living in Bloomsburg I have heard this exact sound. The difference is that it isn't a tornado warning... it's a wake up call for the volunteer fire department. So like wouldn't it be better to just call the volunteer firemen and tell them, "Hey we have a fire to go put out.", instead of waking up the whole town? Shortly after the sound of the alarm goes away you hear the siren of a fire truck. Just more proof to me.. that I belong in the country.

The yearly Bloomsburg Fair is going on. I live 3 or 4 blocks from the fair grounds. I hear it all. I haven't been to the fair yet. I am sure it is like any other fair.... farm animals on display, arts, crafts, food and entertainment. To me it seems like the only people who really really enjoy fairs are children and old people. Just my observation. If I go it will be to just check it off of my list and I probably won't attend another one.

The picture is of the fountain on Main Street. It is 2 blocks from where I live. Across from the fountain is where the Farmers Market is 3 days a week.

Ciao