The Clinton Report
So, Clinton was goodish. Certainly an odd event for me. Its been a long time since ive gone to an SCA function and pretty much known no one. So things were a little lonely, but once I got over that I had some fun. The lake was cold, so was the beer and so was friday night. I didnt watch much of the war, hell I dont even know who was victorious. We were camped at the end of the world, and it was generally a good thing. It was super windy on that side of camp, but during a hot day it was a good thing. (Once we got all shelters staked down in a satisfactory way). I have learned that at 6:30am in the rain, I do not make a good tent pole/sunshade anchor. Nothing like not being quite awake, crawling out of your tent to find that your shelter is in shambles. Yah. Fun!
There were many pirates wandering around the event, even a Jack Sparrow. This would have been more impressive had he been Jack Sparrow below the knees as well as above. Tube socks and Nikes do not a pirate make. The pirates were entertaining and cool people, I however cant help but feel disapointed at seeing so many out of period people running around. By no means am I a spastic person about being completely in period, but there is a certain point where I wish people would just ...try a bit harder. We even saw a young lady running about in a bunny fur bikini. Its been years since ive witnessed a " bunny barbarian" at an SCA event. The event generally had a ren faire feel about it, but Clinton has always kind of been that way.
On Thursday night I was deserted by the Tablero gods after my sister Christine the Good innocently remarked, "This is Briga, she's really good at Tablero!"
Which resulted in a complete kicking of my ass! Friday night I recouped my losses and my pride by skunking her completely even though I was in imminent danger of freezing to death! Did I mention that Friday was a really REALLY cold night? For reference pumpkinpatch, I think it was colder than nights at the treeplanting camp. I was however saved by a chivalrous man or two willing to share their cloak. I know. Its a trial having to share ones cloak isnt it? *grin* I woke up the next morning to find that my reclaimed favour with the Tablero gods came at a price. There was pain in the head and delicateness of the stomach I tell you! It passed quickly though and I was left in better shape on the whole than some of my drinking companions. Certain company didnt look too pleased with the idea of having to put on armour and get hit over the head with sticks. I bet at that point some may have been trying to remember why exactly getting hit with sticks is considered fun? *snicker*
Yes roy_gato, you certainly got outpartied by a bunch of girls! ^_^
lotus_maysun's little green friend Kermit the Frog joined us on our Clinton trip. I think he had more fun that we all did put together! That frog certainly lost some innocence over the past five days. I even have pictures to prove it. Kermit the Frog is a complete pervert. Worse than a leg humping Chihuahua. No shame I tell ya.
There is alot I have skipped but what with Kermit humping my leg and me gargling cups full of rootbeer schnapps it all becomes a blur. Photos to come soon all!
There were many pirates wandering around the event, even a Jack Sparrow. This would have been more impressive had he been Jack Sparrow below the knees as well as above. Tube socks and Nikes do not a pirate make. The pirates were entertaining and cool people, I however cant help but feel disapointed at seeing so many out of period people running around. By no means am I a spastic person about being completely in period, but there is a certain point where I wish people would just ...try a bit harder. We even saw a young lady running about in a bunny fur bikini. Its been years since ive witnessed a " bunny barbarian" at an SCA event. The event generally had a ren faire feel about it, but Clinton has always kind of been that way.
On Thursday night I was deserted by the Tablero gods after my sister Christine the Good innocently remarked, "This is Briga, she's really good at Tablero!"
Which resulted in a complete kicking of my ass! Friday night I recouped my losses and my pride by skunking her completely even though I was in imminent danger of freezing to death! Did I mention that Friday was a really REALLY cold night? For reference pumpkinpatch, I think it was colder than nights at the treeplanting camp. I was however saved by a chivalrous man or two willing to share their cloak. I know. Its a trial having to share ones cloak isnt it? *grin* I woke up the next morning to find that my reclaimed favour with the Tablero gods came at a price. There was pain in the head and delicateness of the stomach I tell you! It passed quickly though and I was left in better shape on the whole than some of my drinking companions. Certain company didnt look too pleased with the idea of having to put on armour and get hit over the head with sticks. I bet at that point some may have been trying to remember why exactly getting hit with sticks is considered fun? *snicker*
Yes roy_gato, you certainly got outpartied by a bunch of girls! ^_^
lotus_maysun's little green friend Kermit the Frog joined us on our Clinton trip. I think he had more fun that we all did put together! That frog certainly lost some innocence over the past five days. I even have pictures to prove it. Kermit the Frog is a complete pervert. Worse than a leg humping Chihuahua. No shame I tell ya.
There is alot I have skipped but what with Kermit humping my leg and me gargling cups full of rootbeer schnapps it all becomes a blur. Photos to come soon all!