January 28, 2007

Bou Don't Spin

There was a ride at this year’s carnival… a new ride to us… called “The Fireball”. I found a picture on-line of this horrific ride.

pink puke machine.jpg

What you see is a ‘claw’ where each finger holds seats. The claw spins and as it spins it swings on a pendulum. It eventually gets up to, while spinning, 135 degrees and then drops back down past 0 to -135 degrees and repeats the pendulum swing… over and over.

The kids took to calling it the Pink Mean Puke Machine.

I have a couple stories about this ride. First, I was talking to one of the Moms on Saturday and she said, “You see that hose by the ride? John (the dad who runs the grounds for us during the carnival) walked up to the carnival worker and said, ‘I keep rolling up that hose and you keep pulling it out. Do you have some sort of tank you have to keep filled to run that ride?’ and the carnival worker looked at him puzzled and said, “No, I have to hose it off every couple rides as someone always vomits in it…’”


Of course I was laughing as well. This ride was the one with the longest lines. I watched some little girl lurch off of it, get about 2 feet from one of the cops we had helping us out, and throw up… practically at his feet… as she managed to make her way back to our room, where she laid on the floor and then got up twice and barfed in a garbage can.

We found her Mom.

Later on I was talking to another Mom and she said, “You know, my daughter rode that ride and said she got flung with water!” I started to laugh.

At the beginning of the ride, the claw starts to spin and I’m going to say its akin to the spin cycle of the washing machine. All the water flings out.

So I told the Mom, ‘Well, that would be vomit wash off water…”


That ride was located right in my path as I walked the carnival, doing my job. I always made sure that damn claw was nowhere near me... as in not on the upswing of the pedulum so it would be 'over me' in any way shape or form. I was horrified of the thought of some kid hurling on me as I walked by.

But still… I could not quit laughing at the thought of all these kids WANTING to do this ride. I mean, just LOOKING at the ride, made my inner ear get all wonky.

Finally, one little boy I knew, that kept going on this ride over and over, making himself NEARLY sick, but never vomiting, I pulled aside and said, “Look, if you’re going to ride this ride and actually be sick, make it spectacular! Go eat pizza and fries and drink a big coke.”

He wasn’t up for it.

Meanwhile I watched as kids lurched off the ride, either grinning or pasty.

I was green just watching them.

I can’t even do the spinning tea cups at Disney. Roller coasters are GREAT… but I don’t do spin.

Posted by Boudicca at January 28, 2007 10:40 PM | TrackBack

Me either. Upside down, OK. Vertical, OK. Lots of Gs, OK. But spinning is puke-inducing, and it means you're about to auger in.

Posted by: Angus of Fyvie at January 28, 2007 10:51 PM

In your path. I'm so glad you didn't get hurl'd on. Then again, it would have been great blog fodder. *ducks and runs*

Posted by: vw bug at January 29, 2007 07:28 AM

They should have given you a plastic hat and tarp to wear as you walked near that ride.

That kind of a ride, with traveling carnival equipment makes me nervous. I always wonder how secure those things are. Good to know it does its job though -- making the kids hurl. There was a time I'd have ridden it. No more. Rollercoasters yes. This no. I'd even do the tea cups!

Posted by: Marie at January 29, 2007 12:40 PM

Oh my - it makes me woozy just looking at the picture! :^p

Posted by: Richmond at January 29, 2007 04:48 PM

One of my favorite rides was a centrifuge where the floor dropped out from under you. But that wasn't violent.

Spinning and getting tossed around like that? Not so good with me, either.

Posted by: T1G at January 29, 2007 08:57 PM