Wow! I realize it's been a good 10 months or so [as the tipsy reckon] since I last did anything here. Well, color me a slacker. It's difficult sometimes keeping track of all the places one places their face, what with all the spaces. [yeah, say that 10 times fast].

The thing that got me back was the 08 Tuxedo fest, and it seemed to have gone similar to the last one at PA. Thanks to the general anality of performance space rules, Blackwolf, in his bard guise, with me along as jovial viking escort, was once again harried by Renfaire staff. This time simply for singing, we weren't even drunk nor rowdy this time, I swear. It's a small thing, really though, we still wandered around, he plucked a few times and spoke to some comely lasses. Oh, and drank, did I mention that?

I don't get how faire persons would object to an added bit of in-costume entertainment thety don't even have to pay, nor who collects any money for they're he's doing.

As I might say... fucking lighten up.

Otherwise the day was fair, the women fairer, the belly dancing sinuous, and more bare midriffs and legs than one would shake their stick at [and not be very very sore].

All in all, I give it three huzzahs.