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Sunday, August 19, 2007

Invasion of the Undesirables

Ah, it's that time of year again. That one magical weekend where the town transforms. People travel from all over the globe just to be here.

Yes, it's Tractor Pull/Move-in Weekend.

I realize some of you have no idea what I'm talking about. Normally this town has a population of about 30,000. This weekend there will be well over 100,000 people in town. A generous helping of whom don't know where anything is, or the proper traffic flow on any of the roads.

The first reason for this is that it is move in weekend for the college. Also, most of the apartment leases in town start this weekend. You have all the new and returning students, plus their support networks arriving in town. Enrollment this year is over 21,000.

The second reason is that the National Tractor Pulling Championships are being held at the fairgrounds this weekend. They take what have been described as "tractors on steroids" and pull shit, competitively......because that's exciting, or something. One of my friends lives close to the fairgrounds and all weekend she'll here the roar of hopped up farm machinery punctuated by the occasional cry of "FULL PULL!" from a crowd of over 60,000.

So, that's what we've got going on this weekend. Rednecks and Freshmen.

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8 Comments:

  • At 4:29 AM , Blogger phishez said...

    I didn't know you live in the town where I went to college.

    Oh, wait. You're in the states. Sounds like my college town anyways.

     
  • At 2:59 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

    You do have to admire the childlike enthusiasm involved in getting a big damn tractor and just pulling anything you can get your hands on. Come on!

     
  • At 5:58 AM , Blogger Stiletto said...

    sounds like you're in for a great weekend =P

     
  • At 5:56 AM , Blogger MissE said...

    Wow - that tractor pull stuff sounds like the way we felt living in Tamworth, NSW when it was the Country Music Festival... for TEN DAYS!

    There were two lines of traffic at the start - the locals leaving and the tourists arriving, and reversing the directions at the end.

    The worst was a tie between the buskers on every street corner, with their amps, speakers, electric what-nots and microphones, and the "World's Longest Line Dance Line" that ran the length of the main street. I'm amazed I don't get overcome by the desire to strangle something every time I hear country music...

    Hope you had fun!

     
  • At 1:01 AM , Blogger Winter said...

    Phishez - I suppose it's a bit like this in most college towns, but the tractor pull on the same weekend? And the NASCAR race just 50 miles away? It all just stacks up.

    Mark - I think that's just your testosterone talking. ;)

    Stilleto - It wasn't so bad, the rain made them cut the tractor pull short, so the rednecks cut out early. However, the freshmen infestation is in full swing.

    MissE - World's longest line dance? *shudder* You poor woman. ;)

     
  • At 4:29 AM , Blogger MissE said...

    winter - imagine going into to town to shop, parking your car on one side of the road, cross that road, going into the shops and then coming out 30 minutes later to discover you are now "trapped" by a 2km long line of boot-scooters in funny hats and fringed shirts/jackets... I'm constantly amazed that I like any country music at all.

     
  • At 7:29 PM , Blogger Steve said...

    That just reminds me of Country Concert back where I come from. Although it had less to do with country music and more to do with drinking.

    But seeing a car full of drunk guys listening to "Man I feel like a woman" will always be hillarious.

     
  • At 9:51 PM , Blogger Winter said...

    MissE - I probably would have just started kicking people in the teeth. Problem solved.

    Steve - I have heard many tales of Country Concert, none sounded like I'd want to be there.

    Also, I'm just imagining the scene with the guys in the car, and one starts singing along...

     

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