Azure Jane Lunatic (Azz) 🌺 (
azurelunatic) wrote2003-11-24 01:33 am
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Faire Weather
So
votania drove me to the faire and dropped me off. I got there slightly before noon. I wandered about, looking for a dragon who'd been enchanted into the guise of a mortal maid, with only wings to show her true form.
Instead, I found that there weren't even the wings. So I hung with
witchofrock, her son and husband,
drgnmstrslash, and Stephanie and her escort. I kept wandering off, and no one would follow me, because I was evidently 'disappearing', not just wandering off. Evidently I was walking quietly or something.
According to the all-seeing eye of Mommy, the kid was being a brat. I can see that ... he was throwing a few hissyfits. Rather, yellyfits. But he did eventually settle down, and all was good.
Much wandering around commenced. I got myself a walking stick, cane-height, for when my feet get mad at me again. The head-height walking stick is great, but not good for taking places where I won't be standing.
Things happened. I looked at stuff, and it was shiny. I looked very hard at the stamped medallions, but I still am not sure what would go on the other side of it (one side would definitely be Raven; perhaps an Eye of Horus on the other side? But that would also mean that I'd have to study up on Horus, not that I don't anyway, but that would make it more immediate, and anyway, I'm supposed to have a pair of silver eyes.) and by the time I got back there, my funds were prioritized elsewhere.
witchofrock and family had to depart, slightly after naptime should have started. I wandered, the rest of the party wandered, and I wound up getting that black felt hat, which is evidently supposed to be tough enough to last me a good twenty years, with periodic re-stiffenings and re-shapings. W00t.
I wandered around some more. Somewhere in there, I spent a good long while looking at the birds in the falconer's corner. There was a barn owl, who was hissing like a really peeved teakettle, a nervous and flappy peregrine falcon, a very very large and calm hawk who only spread his/her wings in protest and was balky about being ducked under the metal bar separating the bird area from the rest of the tent, a small light falcon with only one wing, and ... a burrow owl.
I don't think anyone else got the bit where I muttered "Why the hell do you think they call it a burrow owl, anyway?" under my breath. The bird's name was Archimedes, but he looked a lot like I imagine that the Weasleys' Pigwidgeon looks. Cute little fellow.
There was much wandering. There was one stone and silver booth that had a bunch of $0.25 garnets, and a loooovely silver and blue topaz ring for $16. Naomi had been good, so I got her the ring. (I got it for $15, because evidently I was friendly enough to qualify as a repeat customer.)
There was bellydancing, and ... hee.
There was a Captain Jack Sparrow cosplayer.
witchofrock did get up the nerve to talk to him, and it turned out to be a female cosplayer. She was doing a phenomenal job. Captain Jack was mostly sashaying around being visible and doing that Captain Jack Sparrow attitude thing, though without a lot of the witty banter because the voice sort of broke character. That was excellently cool.
There was wandering, there was fun, there were bellydancers and singers. I didn't get half my fill of Celtic music. I don't think I won the LotR marathon tickets either.
I got dead bunny skins for
votania.
I'm wondering what will happen if I take these nice soft long deerskin strands and cut them shorter and bundle them together and then hit things with it. Hmm.
It got a little chilly toward the end, and then I was waiting forever to get on buses.
All in all, it was great fun, my feet are sore, and I can't wait to heckle Einstein-Newton at the big faire by calling him "professor".
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Instead, I found that there weren't even the wings. So I hung with
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According to the all-seeing eye of Mommy, the kid was being a brat. I can see that ... he was throwing a few hissyfits. Rather, yellyfits. But he did eventually settle down, and all was good.
Much wandering around commenced. I got myself a walking stick, cane-height, for when my feet get mad at me again. The head-height walking stick is great, but not good for taking places where I won't be standing.
Things happened. I looked at stuff, and it was shiny. I looked very hard at the stamped medallions, but I still am not sure what would go on the other side of it (one side would definitely be Raven; perhaps an Eye of Horus on the other side? But that would also mean that I'd have to study up on Horus, not that I don't anyway, but that would make it more immediate, and anyway, I'm supposed to have a pair of silver eyes.) and by the time I got back there, my funds were prioritized elsewhere.
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I wandered around some more. Somewhere in there, I spent a good long while looking at the birds in the falconer's corner. There was a barn owl, who was hissing like a really peeved teakettle, a nervous and flappy peregrine falcon, a very very large and calm hawk who only spread his/her wings in protest and was balky about being ducked under the metal bar separating the bird area from the rest of the tent, a small light falcon with only one wing, and ... a burrow owl.
I don't think anyone else got the bit where I muttered "Why the hell do you think they call it a burrow owl, anyway?" under my breath. The bird's name was Archimedes, but he looked a lot like I imagine that the Weasleys' Pigwidgeon looks. Cute little fellow.
There was much wandering. There was one stone and silver booth that had a bunch of $0.25 garnets, and a loooovely silver and blue topaz ring for $16. Naomi had been good, so I got her the ring. (I got it for $15, because evidently I was friendly enough to qualify as a repeat customer.)
There was bellydancing, and ... hee.
There was a Captain Jack Sparrow cosplayer.
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There was wandering, there was fun, there were bellydancers and singers. I didn't get half my fill of Celtic music. I don't think I won the LotR marathon tickets either.
I got dead bunny skins for
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
I'm wondering what will happen if I take these nice soft long deerskin strands and cut them shorter and bundle them together and then hit things with it. Hmm.
It got a little chilly toward the end, and then I was waiting forever to get on buses.
All in all, it was great fun, my feet are sore, and I can't wait to heckle Einstein-Newton at the big faire by calling him "professor".
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A friend of mine does a great Sparrow. Actually I don't know if I really know her well enough to call her a friend. But she's cool.
Sorry I had to run off earlier, I was getting a really bad hunger headache and was actually crying by the time they got me to the food. I haven't been eating enough lately. I went to denny's tonight too, to make up for it.
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And bad the Steph. The Steph needs to eat right.