Posted by Mark on August 8, 2009, 0:11:56, in reply to "Friday Night At the Local Fair...35 Sightings"
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It only took about 10 minutes into the concert before the two cowgirls came outside the gate. Apparently they have pea-sized bladders and nicotine-starved lungs (not necessarily in order of importance) as they exited the gate and immediately lit up a new round of cigarettes, took a few drags while talking amongst each other, and then standing in line for the port-a-potty. I finally got close looks at these girls. One dressed up nicely but didn't strike me as particularly beautiful underneath the makeup, but the other girl was a true beauty, with a much softer look and a seemingly harder-core addiction to nicotine judging by the frequency of her drags. Again, there was a deja vu factor here and I briefly pondered the prospect that she could be the young adult version of the 14-year-old smoker I saw in 2005 (also wearing a cowgirl hat...and my #1 local fair smoker sighting of all-time). I could just as easily be wrong about that as right, but that girl's image is burned into my mind forever and this girl had some definite similarities. As they stood in line, they exhaled from their cigarettes and the dispersal of the pollution they spewed certainly advanced beyond themselves in the line. The cuter of the girls dropped her cigarette to the ground and crushed it out literally one second before stepping inside the port-a-potty. With luck, the next person to step inside the port-a-potty got the pleasure of ingesting some final remnants of her lingering ciggy breath.
No sooner did those two step back inside the grandstand than I saw the blonde girl-next-door just inside the beer gardens gate reaching into her sweater pocket and producing a pack of cigarettes (very visibly Parliaments) and firing up her THIRD cigarette of the last half hour. Not bad for a wholesome-looking blonde cutie hanging out with her nonsmoking family.
At some point during that girl's cigarette, out steps a 16-ish couple featuring a "bad boy" and a cute and petite brunette girlfriend. The dude was extracting his cigarette and lighter, and the girl cupped her hands around the flame of the lighter as the guy lit himself up. I just got the feeling that this girl wouldn't abandon the concert just to accompany the boyfriend if she didn't smoke herself, so I kept looking their way. Sure enough, about a minute into his cigarette while snuggling with the girlfriend, he placed the cigarette in her underage lips and she dragged. He did this for her three times, always attempting to camouflage the girl's illegal public tobacco consumption from sight (nice try pal, but you'll have to do better than that to hide it from me). You could tell by the voluminous exhales that the girl was a practiced smoker. They went back into the grandstand and were soon replaced by another pair of modestly attractive 20-something women stepping out for a smoke.
And then, with the concert about two-thirds completed, here they came again. The two cowgirls along with their friend (and mine), the six-second drag girl with the beautiful face and mix of blonde and brunette hair, accompanied by one of the guys from their mix. The less attractive cowgirl got back in line for the bathroom while the other two lit up cigarettes. Just as before, her drags were never shorter than five seconds long. This was a girl whose bloated, hyperexpanded lungs could hold massive quantities of smoke, and she was showing that fact off to everyone looking her direction. The other pretty cowgirl was very good at what she did too, but has to settle for the consolation prize tonight with that nicotine whirlpool of a friend of hers. Strangely enough, these girls were also smoking Parliaments just like the blonde inside the beer gardens. Parliaments are a reasonably popular brand around here, but it was a little surprising that all of these hotties smoked them.
This really proves how big of a difference it makes where one sits in the grandstand. The previous night in the "good seats", I went sightingless for 2 1/2 hours. In the cheap seats where I was sitting tonight, I had increased my sightings total from 6 to 21 just sitting there....and that's not including repeat sightings of multiple offenders like the cowgirls and six-second drag girl.
I knew at this point that the show was at its last 15 minutes and I thought it was a good time to make my escape, my logic being that the most nicotine-starved concertgoers usually have to leave a little early for their nic fix, and not just at my gate, at the other gate as well. I exited the grounds, once again with perfect timing and stumbled upon an absolutely surreal sighting. Only about a dozen yards outside of the fairgrounds, I see a 15-16ish brunette girl who had just finished sparking up an all-white. She took a hit and handed it to her dark blonde friend next to her, and then the girls started walking away....with their PARENTS...and the parents were not smoking. Actually, the dark blonde girl looked like the mother, but the brunette may have just been a friend. Either way, I couldn't believe what I was seeing as I followed these two clearly underage smokers who were apparently granted permission to publicly smoke by mom and dad. Both of these girls were relative plain janes, but the brunette who took primary possession of the cigarette was the prettier of the two. At one point, the two girls hid between two food vendors while smoking, but then decided it wasn't worth the bother hiding and tagged along with mom and dad, ultimately stopping at a point in the middle of the concourse as the parents let the girls finish their cigarette. I wasn't in a great spot where I could stand and watch and the girls were pretty self-conscious about being caught smoking and nervously looking around them, so I didn't get to follow this sighting till the end. Still, wow....a seemingly normal family letting their mid-teen daughter(s) publicly smoke at the fair in the year 2009. Damn if I don't love living in the sticks!
There was only one genuine high point left in the evening. I would return to the north gate of the grandstand near where I sat at the concert's end....and there they were. The cowgirls, the six-second-drag girl, and the two dudes. Only one (the less attractive cowgirl) was smoking as the other girls stood in line for corn dogs. Much as I wanted to watch them until they were all smoking again, I knew it was out of the question and began traversing the grounds once again, but lo and behold, about 15 minutes later I'm near the north exit of the fairgrounds and there the whole posse comes, all-white cigarettes protruding from the fingers of the every last one of them, guy and girl. I got one last look at the beautiful face of my favorite girl of the night as they headed towards the fairgrounds exit. Astonishing!
Clearly the night had peaked and late evening sightings were largely disappointing in their quality and average at best in quantity. I saw one very attractive 17-18ish curly-haired brunette with her boyfriend at two different intervals in the evening, both times smoking.
And at about 11:15, I called the derelict friend Dan to chastise him for what he missed out on, but also to thank him for forcing me to go to that concert where I would score most of my best sightings of the night. "The allied forces held up better without the services of Benedict Arnold" were my exact sneering words to which he laughed. As the call ensued, I looked ahead to watch a cluster of girls in the middle of the concourse lighting each other up....and when I saw one of the girls was a hot brunette in white shorts, I had to cut the call short and get a closer look. Clearly, he understood. All three of the 16-17ish cuties were hot smokers, but that brunette in the white shorts was the definite beauty of the bunch, with a face that made her look younger than the other girls in the group. As I was taking in my final images of that sighting, I spotted the girl in the white shorts embracing a guy for a hug, carefully avoiding burning him with her smoldering cigarette. Lucky SOB!
I stuck around another 15 minutes or so without seeing anything to dramatic, but Friday night nonetheless delivered. For the second night in a row, a Mother Nature-instigated crisis was averted and I scored some very impressive sightings. Only time will tell if these sightings stand the test of time to make my all-time local fair favorites list, but I think a few of these are gonna be worthy. One more night ahead, and keep in mind my best sighting last year (and third best local fair sighting of all-time) took place on Saturday.
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