Yes, that’s right, I’m going to war. It’s only a two-week run, but I’m hoping for a successful campaign and not too much bloodshed. I hope to return unscathed. Wish me luck!
Esprix
Just remember, “Don’t ask, don’t tell.” Good luck.
I hear in Afghanistan young-looking hairless men can make a bit of money.
“Don’t ask, don’t tell?” I can see the military refraining from ASKING but cannot imagine Esprix not TELLING. 
Return with your shield or on it.
Don’t forget to wear your galoshes. And send a postcard, that’s a dear.
Ajax? Wow. 3000 rs old and you don’t look a day over 2800.
I wish i knew what ChewySpree was talkin’ aboot.
Repeat after me: “head down, chin up”.
Oh, no, wait - this is the Pennsic War. Not real war.
Wherever would you get that idea? Silly.
Esprix
Thanks, Chefguy– I swallowed my nose.
Have fun storming the castle!
don’t forget to visit the Amish while you’re there
I guess it fits with the anachronistic sprit to have the coordinators reachable by wireless e-mail during the war, right?
So, anachronisitc anachronism??
(ooh. ouch. my head now hurts as with thine headache of ice cream)
Good luck honey buns! 
Remember, it’s the Society for Creative Anachronism, not “Compulsive Authenticity.”
And dave, the Amish are not generally that far west - they’re more central/eastern Pennsylvania.
Esprix
I fell in love with a knight at Pennsic once. I can’t remember his face, but I’ll never forget his armor.
Leer at the pretty men for me, please Esprix.
I thought that was what Spartan mothers said to their sons, not the Illiad?
Actuall, Esprix, they’re within 20 miles of Pennsic. New Castle, to be precise, and New Wilmington. Afraid yet?
Also, while I can’t Pennsic myself, I’m within an easy day trip of it, so if anyone is interested in getting together for lunch one Saturday or Sunday, let me know. I’ll willing to meet off-site at a place which offers luxuries such as hot food which has never seen the inside of a cooler and, that rarest and most decadent of luxuries, ice!! Actually, come to think of it, if someone could stop by Triplette’s booth (fencers) and pick up a pair of white gloves, size small, I’ll pay in gold, or at least green foldy stuff.
Anyone up for a War-Dope Fest?
CJ
Slippery Rock! I just love their college football team. Please be a luv and bring me back a mug.
Oh, and have fun too.
Lucky bastard. Why in the hell am I always so busy that I don’t have time to crap effectively much less go to Pennsic.
I hope you stub your toe.
Twice.
Mmm… armor… (And I can never remember their faces, either. Well, except the pretty ones. {sigh})
As if I needed your permission… But sure! Will do! Not a problem! Just don’t tell my boyfriend Q.
Pffft. Born and raised in Philadelphia. The Amish are boring, but they piss me off when I can’t pass them when I’m driving through York.
An interesting thought, but I doubt I’d be up for it. I go to Pennsic to get away from you cretins… er, I mean, my real life.
cadolphin, I won’t be getting anywhere near the University. Sorry. 
And welby, I wear sensible footwear at Pennsic as recommended by the Autocrat, so I don’t think I’ll be doing that. Now, if you’d wished a cold shower on me, well, I think that could be arranged.
Esprix
Okay, I have absolutely NO idea what the hell any of you are talking about…
::backs away slowly, eyes darting towards exits::