Ars Gratia Artis

Okay, a brief, miscellaneous comments entry. My hands are hurty, so my typing stinks. I’m sorry.
Art disguised as Blanket
Item: Silk Quilt in the Late Renaissance Style
This represents one of the reasons I love the SCA. When I’m tired of the politics and hypocracy inherent in any human organization, when I’m so busy with my [...]

I’ve been living in molasses since returning, not really back into the swing of my life. Pennsic really is not a vacation, it’s more a different life, and it’s a very good reminder each year of the effort it takes to live without mod cons. Some Pennsics are very good, some Pennsics are very bad; [...]

Specifically, the Female Patterns subsection.
The site is decent, although many picture links are broken. It needs a good HTML/PHP cleaning.

Rising gasoline prices spur thefts, violence
Gasoline went up by abour 40 cents a gallon between the time I arrived and left Pennsic. I was stunned when I filled my tank to start the 10 hour drive home. I own a Toyota Echo, a little, efficient car, and it’s costing me between $25-$30 to fill [...]

Back from Pennsic since last Friday evening. Trip was smooth.
This is not the wrap up entry; rather, it’s some notes on one particular aspect.
There are some ::cough:: splendid ::cough:: pictures of me on Whiskey Cell Phone night doing Middle Eastern Desperation Garb (sports bra and poofy pants), which gave rise to the following musings.
Pennsic [...]

I was in apretty good mood until about 7:36 pm EDT today.
Why 7:36?
Because this was precisely the moment at which someone cranked at me as I asked him a question.
Was he impatient because I was distracting him from what he really wanted to do? Was there some mysterious thing I was suposed to do that [...]

I made a nail today.
I stood in front of the anvil and pulled the rod out of the forge. Danr stood beside me, making sure I did what I was trying to do, making sure I didn’t hurt myself, making sure I didn’t set his tent on fire.
I loved it. I loved watching the metal [...]

Most of my clothing, once removed from my body and dried, contains salt stains. The days are hot, and the hills high as ever.
I’ve been doing security shifts–called public safety now–driving about in a golf cart and loving the wind in my hair. The view at night from the top of Mt Eislinn is [...]

15 Hours, 26 Minutes, 59 seconds
In the final packing phase; I decided to get everything ready to be shoved into the truck and from there, do what I can with my remaining time–I really want to make a yellow choli–the Asian Indian top I am so fond of.
I opened up one of the bins of [...]

Incidentally, it’s Pennsic Postcard time.
Want a postcard from Pennsic?
Email me at any email address you have for me. If you don’t have an email address for me, then the spam-catcher merouda (at) hotmail (dot) com will certainly do, as I still check it every day.
Er, although, actually, I won’t be able to check it again [...]

The other project that sucked away my time and energy for Pennsic stuff was my attempt at getting a different job within the organization I work for.
It was high stress prep, because I knew what would be needed if I got it, so I was trying to get old-job stuff wrapped up as I [...]

Tired; all that edginess of the weekend burned out and left me flat. Chinese food makes me sleepy.
I’ve started packing for Pennsic, hoping that getting an early start on the packing will leave me sufficient energy to drive out on Friday (It’s not so fun to spend the day packing and then driving, oy).
The [...]

Just got home from seeing the Cruise/Spielburg (sp?) War of the Worlds.
Holy. Fuck.
Michael: “It makes the 1953 version look like a puppet show.”
Yeah, I’m going to go try to sleep now.