Sat- The Smoosh got up insanely early for a weekend, got gussied up in renaissance garb, and went to a "Prussian Beer Breakfast". For those who don't know, that's code-speak for hanging out in garb in the parking lot of Ren Faire before it opens, eating yummy-yet-oh-so-unhealthy food (scotch eggs are the new hotness!), and drinking much too much much too early in the day. It's a kind of ritualized self-abuse that we inflict upon ourselves a couple of times each year for no good reason. Think of a Klingon manhood ritual, only in tights. :-)
After the breakfast we went into RenFest and wandered, socialized, ate, watched a show or two, and generally did the kind of stuff that one does at a renaissance festival. They have a maze this year, and being a big fan of all things labyrinthine I couldn't resist. [psychosis]I took Trogdor with me, and together we had an epic adventure beyond the imagination of mere mortals! It was full of danger, intrigue, adventure, victory, despair, and blood-drenched combat! Sadly, the Code of the Labyrinth prohibits me from providing any details, but it was an unforgettable experience that I shall carry in my heart forevermore.
After we completed the maze we were astounded to find that only a couple of minutes had passed in "the real world".[/psychosis] By then poor Trogdor had had enough of the noise and crowds, and clearly wanted to go home, so we called it a day. The four-plus-dog of us went back to
On Sunday Kim and I went out to breakfast (I loves me some pancakes!), then swung by the Toyota dealership to interrogate one of the salesmen and test drive a car. More on that later.
After that we went to
Damn fine weekend.