Run awwaaaay little orange!! That nappy man gonna eet you!!
Nothing will lighten your day like watching a cock-eyed redneck chase his orange across the parkinglot. He kinda grunted and shuffled after it, one gnarly hand outreached as the orange rolled and hopped quite jauntily under two cars, down off the curb, into the street and away down the hill. It seemed so determined to keep its newfound freedom… and the icky man just seemed so determined to catch his damn orange!
Tonight I’m leaving on a weekend trip with some people I hardly know. It’s an SCA event in Louisiana. Never been to one before…but I hear all we do is camp in bigass tents, eat food, sit by the fire and drink homemade mead while wearing pre-17th C. attire.
I’m gonna get into it, too. Created a little persona and everything...
Since I have no real period attire…I’m throwing together rag skirts, hindi shirts, and all the odd jewelery I’ve accumulated over the years. Wrap a couple scarves around me and hey! A Gypsy!
I am RomTsura, the Romani horse dealer.
Haha!
I'll be back Sunday evening. Have a good weekend.
Tonight I’m leaving on a weekend trip with some people I hardly know. It’s an SCA event in Louisiana. Never been to one before…but I hear all we do is camp in bigass tents, eat food, sit by the fire and drink homemade mead while wearing pre-17th C. attire.
I’m gonna get into it, too. Created a little persona and everything...
Since I have no real period attire…I’m throwing together rag skirts, hindi shirts, and all the odd jewelery I’ve accumulated over the years. Wrap a couple scarves around me and hey! A Gypsy!
I am RomTsura, the Romani horse dealer.
Haha!
I'll be back Sunday evening. Have a good weekend.