Well, this is definitely a mental image I could have done without… :eek:
Which one? Brass or bronze???
[GeekHat]Look, let’s get one thing straight (sorry swampy), shall we? Leia’s bikini in Episode 6, Return of the Jedi, was GOLD, not bronze and certainly not brass. Sheesh! [/GH]
A little late for this thought, don’t you think, in light of the aforequoted bikini comment??
Propriety, my Aunt Fanny! 
So, anyway, as you can see, I’m home. And I have some doggy TMI.
For whatever bizarre reason, the only time I took Bernie out yesterday was in the morning when I got up. She didn’t pester me at all during the day, and I just didn’t think about it. This morning while I was getting dressed, she was dancing around all over the place, and I knew she was *quite * interested in going out. As she dragged me into the yard, I realized my oversight from the day before.
She pooed 5 times! * FIVE!!*
But she’s a good girl, because she held it all night. So at least I didn’t step into a pile of poo on the carpet.
Still FIVE TIMES!! :eek:
Now I need to go back and look at all the other pics. And then take my car to the shop so they can try to figure out the problem with my AC - the charge ran out in less than a week, so in theory, the dye they put in with the refrigerant should show them where it’s leaking. That means I get to drive the stinky old loaner tomorrow - not that I’m complaining. No one else offers a loaner, and even tho this is an ancient Chevy that’s been smoked in, it’ll get me to work and back, and that’s all that matters.
Weenies for supper, or brats, or whatever I find at McKay’s after I drop off the van. Such is my exciting life.
You need to come to my Faire. Across the path from my membership house is an ale stand that has a giant rack, just right for stretching your preferred version of the truth out of someone.
Actually, I’d really like to have someone put me on it for a while. My back’s full of the unpleasant sort of kinks, and it would be nice to be able to trade the bad kinks for the fun kinks.
But it’s fun to get dirty!
Sounds like a nice rack.
er…your store sells losers and spoiled children? <g,d,&r>
Is it just me, or is the MMP thus far turning out even more mundane and pointless than usual? 
I forgot to mention the local Faire site is just up the road about 15 minutes away. We were going to go last year and then I forget why we didn’t – something or other came up, anyway. I guess we should remedy that this year. A question for those who’ve gone before: Would this outfit work for the Faire?
I think this week will go better than last week. The letter that my boss in Thailand was driving me nuts about arrived today. Hurray! Himself will be officially arriving in our office for actual work-type stuff at the end of the month. Boo! He’s very particular. I tend to classify people as animals and the majority of the partners here are dogs, because the partnership is very like a dog pack, and they’re all fighting to be the alpha. We have Rottweilers, Golden Retreivers, Labs, even the occasional Chihauhua or Yorkie and lots and lots of terriers of all sorts. Mr. Particular is a cat. A Siamese cat. He’s talky, demanding, finicky and wants all of your attention, all the time. He doesn’t deign to notice the existence of the pack (except to swat them on the nose as the occasion demands), as he is the center of the universe. What he wants, he gets. He’s also extremely protective of what he thinks is his. You do not mess with him or his, under any circumstances, for any reason. Definitely Siamese.
For a patron, it’s lovely and infinitely better than showing up in something like a T-shirt and jeans. (Those are the sorts of folks that unfortunately tend to be labeled as “turkeys” especially if they wander the site with a phone glued to their ear or are paying more attention to their camera than what’s actually happening around them.)
Loose the watch, and if you don’t really need them, the glasses. Ideally, you’d also be wearing something on your head such as a muffin or flat cap, or a snood. A floral garland could work as well. The sandals are not ideal, (for safety, we advise closed-toe shoes or boots at our Faire as the land has a few lumpy spots that can trip the unwary.) but at least they don’t look like plastic flip-flops or Tevas. Even if you don’t put something on your head, you’ll be 95% of the way to looking like you’re actually part of the Faire.
For a participant or performer, the first issue would be the design on the fabric. It’s too fancy for peasant class, which is the overall look you’ve got in the pic, and if it’s a print, it’d be a no-go for any class. Our costume department looks at the back sides of a lot of fabric to make sure designs are woven before they’ll approve a person’s garb.
Well, I definitely would lose the watch – I was at Dragon*Con when I was wearing that so wasn’t as much concerned with authenticity as making sure I got to the sessions I wanted to get to – but the glasses aren’t optional; I don’t wear contacts and I can’t see beyond the end of my nose without them. But these days I’ve got just plan wire rims, which are only a couple centuries too late. I also have longer hair so could definitely put it in a snood or something; I could probably knit one up real quick that would work perfectly. I’d also wear closed shoes, since I don’t like getting my toes stepped on in public.
But what’s nice about the outfit is that that’s all actual embroidered fabric, not stamped. So the patterns aren’t just woven in, they’re actually embroidered onto. I even made the bodice myself. I actually made two; the other one is black with beautiful rust-colored embroidery on it – and it was a challenge working with a diagonally embroidered fabric on such a fitted garment, let me tell you! – and I have a black embroidered skirt to go with it.
I figure it’s peasant wedding dress or some such. Actually, I just prefer embroidered fabrics to plain, given the choice. 
Pssst…Mika, I think maybe you shouldn’t post any pictures of me you might have taken. Jeans, t-shirt, cell phone… that’s me! But I had fun. Oh well. Gobble gobble gobble.
I think “beseige yon castle” is a great idea for a game, swampy, and I’ll drop in the suggestion box. An anti-update of 9 pins – I’m envisioning potatoes or something lauched from mini trebuchets and you have knock down a little stone wall. I’ll send you your cut of the profits when the money starts rolling in! And when you come up here to the Faire to check it out, I’ll have used my share of the profits to buy you a bronze one-piece to wear as a costume. (I’ve been searching for a photo of a metal codpiece to complete this joke and continue today’s theme of decorum and propriety, but can’t find one. You can all thank your lucky stars, or whomever).
Obviously you’ve never seen me drool over the firefighters who come to the store I work at on a regular basis! Mmmm. Those are some seriously fine-looking men!
Yes, I’m jumping into the MMP, because I finally looked at it before it got to four pages.
Is it just me or does anybody else suspect that gotti knows a wee bit more about said rack than he’s admittin’ to?
I saw the same price in California, MD. I can’t believe it’s cheaper in MD than in VA, where it was $2.45 when I went to work this morning.
Whew! I’m finally here. Sheesh, I go out for the day and I miss all the fun. Harrumph. Today I was studying more and hiking more. We went on a much shorter hike this time, and one where we couldn’t possibly go too far - the destination was a large old firetower, you can’t miss it. It yielded some spectacular vistas of the surrounding countryside. We even hiked a little further on, because we’re hardcore like that.
And now I’m sweaty and grubby and need a shower. Pfeh.
But first I will shower you all with today’s pun.
I almost forgot. From last week’s MMP:
I did meet a bunch of the other grad students at tea on Thursday, and I’m sure they do have those notes. But they’d know exactly why I’m asking … Idunno. Maybe they’d give them to me anyway. It’s worth a shot.
A belated welcome to [del]Menemo[/del] [del]memno[/del] [del]mo’ money[/del] … our newest Cool Kid!
But, think of all the multiple pages of wonderfulness that you’ve missed! Welcome to the ranks of the Cool Kids!
Wow, thanks!
I’ve been reading, I just haven’t been posting. It’s a bit daunting to leap into a conversation that’s been happening for days!