I feel happy and fine, ha HA!
Oh lordy today was a miserable day to be at the ren fest. I mean, granted I got in for free thanks to my contacts on the inside (well, ok, Mary's fiance Alex works in the Bad Manor kitchens, he got us free tickets. But "contacts on the inside" just sounds infinitely cooler, so that's what you're gonna get from me) but, wow. I had no idea, for example, that we were going to be there from 9 to 6:30. And while I knew it was going to be a bit cool, I was grievously unaware of just how cool, and that cool would bring along its good friends drizzle, rain, and wind.
To summarize: After a day spent around sodden people and sullen ren fest employees, I arrived home a frozen, disheveled, filthy mess with about three pounds of mud and wood chips in the cuffs of my pants. I'm going to have to throw my shoes in the washing machine and hope for the best, I think.
I did, however, learn some terrifically awful insults from Vilification Tennis which you will NEVER hear from me because I like being alive, thank you very much. I watched me some caber and sheaf tossing, which taught me the valuable historical lesson that when enough men hole up on the highlands, they will come up with some incredibly stupid games. And I learned a lot about glass blowing. Why glass blowing? Well, for one thing I've always thought it was kind of cool, and also, did you know those furnaces they use have temperatures which hover between 1500 and 2000 degrees? And while they're designed to leak as little excess heat as possible, when your core temperature is reaching your shoe size you'll take just about anything you can get.
To summarize: After a day spent around sodden people and sullen ren fest employees, I arrived home a frozen, disheveled, filthy mess with about three pounds of mud and wood chips in the cuffs of my pants. I'm going to have to throw my shoes in the washing machine and hope for the best, I think.
I did, however, learn some terrifically awful insults from Vilification Tennis which you will NEVER hear from me because I like being alive, thank you very much. I watched me some caber and sheaf tossing, which taught me the valuable historical lesson that when enough men hole up on the highlands, they will come up with some incredibly stupid games. And I learned a lot about glass blowing. Why glass blowing? Well, for one thing I've always thought it was kind of cool, and also, did you know those furnaces they use have temperatures which hover between 1500 and 2000 degrees? And while they're designed to leak as little excess heat as possible, when your core temperature is reaching your shoe size you'll take just about anything you can get.
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