I had a great time visiting my friends in Owasso, Oklahoma (that is near Tulsa). Oklahoma is a great place. They love to have fun and are just down to earth good people. Oh, they do talk a little funny too! For the few days I was there I happened to be there for a harvest festival. Boy what that fun. Good fun community festival. It was a chili cook-off where for three bucks you can basically eat all the chili you want and then press into extreme methane levels. Fortunately, they had the fire department on hand in case anyone spontaneously combusted. Another interesting thing was that everyone had either one of two t-shirts on. Blood red was Oklahoma Sooners shirts and orange was Oklahoma State shirts. Apparently, Jesus is going to return soon because the Oklahoma quarterback has reinjured his shoulder and life is not worth living anymore. Of the thousands of people there, nearly everyone had one of those two shirts. It is pretty easy to go shopping for shirts in Oklahoma.
The other neat thing they had was some good ole boys from the police SWAT team! Guns and Ammo! Awesome. Why Owasso needs a SWAT team I don’t know, but it sure makes you feel like a man to have so much ammo and weapons in your hands. Anyway, they were displaying their weapons. My personal favorite was the various door rams with smiley faces on them. There were two members showing off and explaining all the weapons and ammo. Oh yes, this is what gave me the culture shock. On a little folding table they had laid out all their weapons (I think most of it was actually their deer and duck hunting guns) and live ammo! Even some of the guns had live ammo in the weapons and kids were coming up and holding the guns and stuff.
I love the police department and all, but growing up Asia I don’t like to see so many weapons out in public. Usually when we see them out, they get used on other people. . . so I would prefer to see the weapons put away when in public. (Like my guns are put away!) Anyway, I stood back and watched for a while and noticed they two policemen were heavily engaged in conversations about the ammo or walking around showing their vehicles to the people. Many times the table, including all the guns and ammo, was left unmanned. I reasoned that this was a small community and they obviously knew most of the people who were around (except me). I thought the best stuff was the bean-bag and rubber shot gun rounds and the pepper rounds were neat too. In one of the bullet proof vests I found 4 clips of 9 millimeter ammo. They even had a paint ball gun with balls of powder-ized pepper spray. Cool stuff. I wonder how much ammo and guns got ripped off that day?
It was a fun day: Free corn on the cob; methane boosting home-style cooking; and lots of guns and ammo! It was a great Oklahoma festival.
If you want to buy some cool ammo, let me know!
I think in the spring is when they do the “noodl’n” fair. No t-shirt required for that festival. Noodl’n is a indigenous Okie sport where they catch catfish by going into the mud and sticking your hand in the mount of the catfish and pulling him out as he shreds your arm. They always have so much fun in Oklahoma!