Posted by Mark on August 12, 2007, 22:05:26 So how was Saturday for sightings? I didn't know what to expect. I'm told smokers have less desire to smoke on hot, humid days....but I also believed the hot weather would provoke more people to sit down in the shade, at which point they'd light up a cigarette. The heat certainly didn't seem to affect smoking. In fact, I saw more smoking at this State Fair than I recall seeing at any other State Fair in recent memory, indicating Iowa's recently installed $1-per-pack tax increase has had limit impact on reducing smoking. Unfortunately, hot young females didn't necessarily represent the prime demographic of smokers I saw. I got a total of 70 sightings (as usual, these consist of sightings that I qualify as "satisfying), which positioned me to easily best last year's total of 85 sightings and probably top the century mark had I stayed until 11 p.m. as I anticipated doing. And while the overall numbers were a little disappointing last year, the quality of the sightings was off-the-charts. This year, it was good-plus, but not great.....but then again greatness usually doesn't occur until after dark and I left before dark this year. Overall, it was a mixed bag, but I had one near-epic sighting early in the morning that will definitely be among my top-10 State Fair sightings of all-time. Without further adieu, let's get to the narrative..... I arrived at the fairgrounds at about 9:45 a.m. For whatever reason, it seems like mornings yield a handful of decent sightings every year, while mid-afternoon hours are the ones that typically drag on sighting-less. Today would be a good example of that. I had only been on the grounds about five minutes when I scored Sighting #1. You always want that first sighting of the day to be memorable, and today it definitely was. I was walking through the main road in the middle of the fairgrounds and saw an early 20's dirty blonde in a green tanktop and khaki shorts wielding an all-white. She was in the company of nonsmokers as she puffed away on her two-thirds smoked cigarette, and looked adorable doing so. Best yet, the green pack of Marlboro Menthol Lights rose above the surface of the front pocket of her shorts. Talk about cranking up the energy level at the beginning of the day. About 20 minutes later, the next impressive display came from Sighting #3, where I spotted a very attractive early 20's brunette in a sexy white tanktop and denim shorts prancing across the street with an all-white in her hand en route to a food booth. She kind of looked like a smoker....but her beauty really stood out. A mother and teenage daughter glanced over their shoulders as they spotted this nicotine-addicted babe in the line next to them exhaling toxic carcinogens. They even exchanged brief friendly banter while waiting in line, with the brunette dragging frequently and furiously on her all-white as I watched from a bench closeby. She purchased the greasy food item and proceeded to lug it back to one of the livestock barns, crushing out her Marlboro Light before walking inside the barn. From there I proceeded up a steep hill on the east side of the fairgrounds and spotted a vendor selling those "Dippin' Dots", the super-chilled balls that are actually ice cream. I made and order and walked as I ate, modestly impressed with the synthetic ice cream but growing tired of it fairly early. I later noticed my upper lip was blistered up, and figured it could only have happened from one of those bitterly cold "dots" sticking to it and chewing up my flesh. While I probably won't be purchasing Dippin' Dots again, I am nonetheless eternally grateful for having purchased them yesterday, because it allowed me to be in the right place at the right time to score my near-epic sighting of the day. It was a classic "you gotta be kidding me" moment as I was venturing to the north side of the fairgrounds, but was sidetracked by the sight of a freshly lit cigarette in the hand of what looked like a wholesome teenage girl. Sighting #4, you ask? Uh....yeah!!!! I quickly reversed course and followed her, seeing this perfect little 16-ish female body in a blue tanktop and jean shorts and her shoulder-length blonde hair wrapped up in a ponytail.....standing next to what I assumed what a kid sister who was about eight. I followed at close proximity for quite some time, watching her take intense drags off of her cork-filter cigarette, with the wind tossing her exhales straight into my face where they belonged. She eventually would stop in front of a food stand, with very little left of her cigarette. I briefly passed her to get a look at her face.....she was the perfect stereotype of the sweetheart Midwestern farm girl, was at most 16 years old, and could not have better typified the girl next door.....well, except for that strangely out-of-place cigarette in her hand! I was wondering what she was doing as she extracted her camera phone from her back pocket when I heard her mutter to the younger sister next to her "This needs to have a picture taken". She raised her camera phone with both hands, but still maintaining her grip on the cigarette with her left hand, as took a picture of a sign that said "Pork Chop on a Stick". Could this cutie be such a bumpkin that she's that intrigued by the concept of a pork chop on a stick at a State Fair where EVERYTHING has been on a stick for several years? Whatever the case, I was digging it and continued to follow her as she and the sister again proceeded forward..... I noticed this girl was not carrying a bag or a purse, so I surmised that she got the cigarette from mom before she and little sister went their own way. This assumption would lead to the grand finale of this sighting....something I don't believe I've ever seen by a girl this young and cute. There was very little left of the cigarette even when she took that photo, but she made it last another full block, eventually taking three or four successive final snap drags. What the heck are you even smoking girl, I thought to myself when she finally dropped the cork filter to the ground. I stopped and looked at that butt....and every last molecule of tobacco had been sucked out of it. She smoked it right down to the filter.....completely. There was NOTHING left. I couldn't even tell what brand it was as I stared at the butt because she made the thing disappear like a nicotine magician. I would cross the street and rapidly loop around to get one final look at this girl to burn her image in my mind forever. She was just so cute....not the kind of classic beauty that the sighting I defined as "near epic" at the 2006 Iowa State Fair (the 16-ish homecoming queen superbabe who did a dangling drag for the world to see)....but just down-home cute....the kind of girl who you expect to see at a fair in Iowa....only not with a cigarette. What an astounding way to wrap up the first hour of my day! After this stunner, things slowed down with several modest sightings of 20-somethings, mostly young mothers who were satisfying to see with a cigarette if not particularly impressive. It wasn't until Sighting #11 that I would see an attractive 20-something dirty blonde in the company of a nonsmoking boyfriend with an unlit cigarette dangling from her mouth, sparking up as I passed by. No intriguing storyline to this one...she was just hot.
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Saturday was a miserable day. The high temperature at the Iowa State Fairgrounds was 95 with a heat index in the neighborhood of 105. Unfortunately, it greatly impaired my stamina, and I could feel extreme exhaustion setting in by mid-afternoon. Around 5:30 yesterday, I was wiped out...to the point of feeling nauseous. When even the smell of secondhand smoke from hot chicks makes me wanna hurl, you know I'm in trouble! I simply couldn't go on any further and ended up leaving early....around 7:45...and thus missing out on the "primetime" evening sightings. For this reason, weather permitting, I will be attending the Iowa State Fair again this Wednesday evening to finish what I started. I should get another six or seven hours of fetishing in that I can add to this year's total....and at the optimal evening hours to boot.
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