Renfest fun and giggles
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valis2Went to Festival yesterday. Whew! Ran into lots of people and had lots of fun. Lots and lots of fun. Though I did miss out on meeting ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ms_hecubus...apparently she wasn't there that weekend.
Anyway, here's an entry about the funny crazy things that happened.
I even took notes.bob_the_mighty is to blame for most of this.
I got there right at opening (huzzah) and took off in search ofbob_the_mighty, who runs a booth there. And who should I run into but bookwench2096, one of my dearest and sweetest friends! So we chatted and everything, but she is a performer there and had to entertain the masses, so I ran off again to check on Bob.
Bob wanted breakfast, so I went off to the ice cream shop. I was the only customer there, and all six people immediately went to work on Bob's sundae, which was amusing. They even insisted that I had to order it as a "saturdae" because it was, well, Saturday. They gave me...er, Bob an extra scoop of ice cream. On the way back to Bob's booth, someone said, "Ice cream for breakfast?" I replied, "Oh yes, of course, Bob loves ice cream for breakfast" and kept walking. It's doubtful he knew who Bob was, but it was funny.
So I sat with Bob for a while and we watched people walking past. While we did so I explained my Secret Funny Idea for the day to him. I was going to take a little notebook and pen and "interview" unsuspecting patrons. I would ask them simple survey questions, look as if I was listening intently, and then when they were finished with the answers, I would say something completely unrelated and write it down. My example for Bob was, "How can festival be improved?" My reply was going to be, "More wombats in the soup."
Bob looked at me and said, "More penguins."
It definitely stuck. We discussed penguins all morning and his sales seemed to be going well, so we decided, "Penguins = Profit". If onlyms_hecubus had been there!
There's a guy there this year with a whole set of bells that is performing Art of Noise songs and stuff, and it's pretty jangly and jarring and loud at Bob's booth because the sound just bounces off the booth. A young girl (18? 20?) was nearby, wearing a teeny puffy blouse that was barely big enough to cover the pertinent bits and skin-tight pants. I pointed her out and said, "Waist up...I'm a wench!" Without pausing, Bob said, "Waist down...I'm a ho!" Naughty but fun.
There was a guy wearing a long chain mail vest over a generic black pirate skirt...and khaki pants. Not only that, but they had cargo pockets, filled with...well, booty, I presume.
We watched a guy walking past with black hair and long sideburns...and Bob said, "Look, it's Elvis!" I said, "Complete with cheese doodles! That's exactly how I had him pictured." Then it degenerated into some bizarreness involving "Have your chz pepplz call my chz pepplz". Don't ask.
I mentioned that the bells all had names on them. Bob said they were the names of people the bell ringer has killed.
Bob also wrote in my notes something about Ninja cats w/ heart shaped balloons, but we'll ignore that. Oh, and we'll ignore the Beverly Hillbillies theme song he wrote in there too. "Is that a penguin in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?"
He also was inordinately pleased with himself after having come up with a scheme to punish unsuspecting customers who wander into my booth at the next show I'll do. It involves sticks and thwacking motions. "Is this a dollar?" *whack* *staggers a little* "Is this a dolla---" *whack* *falls down* *gets up again* "Is this a doll---" *whack*
Then I met up with another dear friend, Sarah "Chastity" O'Dell (she never let a little thing like a name stop her, though), and her friend. We wandered about, torturedbookwench2096 at her show, and met a near-toothless guy who could touch the tip of his nose with his tongue. Well, he didn't really have teeth in the way, so that isn't quite as impressive a feat, I suppose.
Oh, the parade!
This guy was so excited about having his picture taken that I couldn't help but take his picture.
The queen at this festival. She's really a very good performer.
Oh, and a bit of beefcake for the girls. The guy on the left...oh, he is quite, quite the dish.
Then we went to seerook543, who actually voluntarily posed in the Pirate Morgan pose for me, which was a bonus, oh yes.
Sarah's friend wanted to see the Jack Sparrow competition, so we merrily traipsed...oh, make that elbowed and gasped through the dust clouds to the other side of the faire. There were three guys in the competition, and one was so not Jack Sparrow, and one looked a little like him, and one didn't really look like him but had the best outfit and did awesome mannerisms. And you would not believe the crowd! This picture I took while holding my camera above my head. And I'm 5'10". And this is way zoomed in and cropped. This was the best outfit guy:
And here are all the Jack Sparrows that were there. From left to right: Best Outfit Jack (and winner of the competition), Looks Like Jack but not quite the performer, Should Not Have Entered the Competition, Have No Idea Where This Boy Came From, and Goth Jack. Only the three on the left were in the competition. Oh, and that's the host in front of them.
Parted ways with Sarah, and went back to Bob.trasenstine came back! Yay! And I met someone new, atdt1991 (I have so many LJ friends whose name begins with a...). He was a riot. He did this absolutely hysterical bit of interpretive dance involving leaving a necklace on a table and then realizing he had left it on the table while on a roller coaster. I laughed and laughed. Trase was awesome, and she looks great. We had a great time babbling. There was some plot involving dropping her off in New Orleans to wrestle the alligators.
I was told if I deleted this picture I would have bad luck. Yeah, Bob again.
So then I told Trase my Secret Funny Idea, and Trase and I went off searching for victims. Our setup:
What brought you here today? Wild wombats dragged you here.
What suggestions do you have for festival? More penguins.
What food would you like to see here? Grilled marmoset.
We forgot a question at the first victim. The second went well.
The third took us seriously. He was about 20 and had his girlfriend, who was eating a chocolate banana, and his uncle or dad with him. So he's earnestly outlining his ideas, which involve full-contact jousting like what he saw at Ft Lauderdale. He described it in great detail, and then mentioned that one of the guys doing the jousting there broke his leg during the show. Either Trase or I said, "More carnage" and we all laughed. So then I asked the last question and gave the funny answer and Trase summed it all up for him. "Carnage, carnage, chocolate covered banana, carnage." rofl! It was so funny.
So eventually I had to say goodbye because my allergies were getting the best of me, but I stopped and talked to Bubble Guy and was very glad I didn't do the little teeny renfest that I used to do, because he told me an awful story about what happened there this year; they were very abusive to Bubble Guy and Bubble Girl. Sad! I had negative experiences there as well, and I'm glad that I stopped doing the show.
So anyway, on the way out I took this picture of a dragonfly, who apparently was a participant in some sort of Dragonfly War, but it's still neat to get that close to one. *hugs* to the flist!
First Renfest Observation entry
Second Renfest Observation entry
ms_hecubus...apparently she wasn't there that weekend.Anyway, here's an entry about the funny crazy things that happened.
I even took notes.
bob_the_mighty is to blame for most of this.I got there right at opening (huzzah) and took off in search of
bob_the_mighty, who runs a booth there. And who should I run into but bookwench2096, one of my dearest and sweetest friends! So we chatted and everything, but she is a performer there and had to entertain the masses, so I ran off again to check on Bob. Bob wanted breakfast, so I went off to the ice cream shop. I was the only customer there, and all six people immediately went to work on Bob's sundae, which was amusing. They even insisted that I had to order it as a "saturdae" because it was, well, Saturday. They gave me...er, Bob an extra scoop of ice cream. On the way back to Bob's booth, someone said, "Ice cream for breakfast?" I replied, "Oh yes, of course, Bob loves ice cream for breakfast" and kept walking. It's doubtful he knew who Bob was, but it was funny.
So I sat with Bob for a while and we watched people walking past. While we did so I explained my Secret Funny Idea for the day to him. I was going to take a little notebook and pen and "interview" unsuspecting patrons. I would ask them simple survey questions, look as if I was listening intently, and then when they were finished with the answers, I would say something completely unrelated and write it down. My example for Bob was, "How can festival be improved?" My reply was going to be, "More wombats in the soup."
Bob looked at me and said, "More penguins."
It definitely stuck. We discussed penguins all morning and his sales seemed to be going well, so we decided, "Penguins = Profit". If only
ms_hecubus had been there!There's a guy there this year with a whole set of bells that is performing Art of Noise songs and stuff, and it's pretty jangly and jarring and loud at Bob's booth because the sound just bounces off the booth. A young girl (18? 20?) was nearby, wearing a teeny puffy blouse that was barely big enough to cover the pertinent bits and skin-tight pants. I pointed her out and said, "Waist up...I'm a wench!" Without pausing, Bob said, "Waist down...I'm a ho!" Naughty but fun.
There was a guy wearing a long chain mail vest over a generic black pirate skirt...and khaki pants. Not only that, but they had cargo pockets, filled with...well, booty, I presume.
We watched a guy walking past with black hair and long sideburns...and Bob said, "Look, it's Elvis!" I said, "Complete with cheese doodles! That's exactly how I had him pictured." Then it degenerated into some bizarreness involving "Have your chz pepplz call my chz pepplz". Don't ask.
I mentioned that the bells all had names on them. Bob said they were the names of people the bell ringer has killed.
Bob also wrote in my notes something about Ninja cats w/ heart shaped balloons, but we'll ignore that. Oh, and we'll ignore the Beverly Hillbillies theme song he wrote in there too. "Is that a penguin in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?"
He also was inordinately pleased with himself after having come up with a scheme to punish unsuspecting customers who wander into my booth at the next show I'll do. It involves sticks and thwacking motions. "Is this a dollar?" *whack* *staggers a little* "Is this a dolla---" *whack* *falls down* *gets up again* "Is this a doll---" *whack*
Then I met up with another dear friend, Sarah "Chastity" O'Dell (she never let a little thing like a name stop her, though), and her friend. We wandered about, tortured
bookwench2096 at her show, and met a near-toothless guy who could touch the tip of his nose with his tongue. Well, he didn't really have teeth in the way, so that isn't quite as impressive a feat, I suppose.Oh, the parade!
This guy was so excited about having his picture taken that I couldn't help but take his picture.
The queen at this festival. She's really a very good performer.
Oh, and a bit of beefcake for the girls. The guy on the left...oh, he is quite, quite the dish.
Then we went to see
rook543, who actually voluntarily posed in the Pirate Morgan pose for me, which was a bonus, oh yes.Sarah's friend wanted to see the Jack Sparrow competition, so we merrily traipsed...oh, make that elbowed and gasped through the dust clouds to the other side of the faire. There were three guys in the competition, and one was so not Jack Sparrow, and one looked a little like him, and one didn't really look like him but had the best outfit and did awesome mannerisms. And you would not believe the crowd! This picture I took while holding my camera above my head. And I'm 5'10". And this is way zoomed in and cropped. This was the best outfit guy:
And here are all the Jack Sparrows that were there. From left to right: Best Outfit Jack (and winner of the competition), Looks Like Jack but not quite the performer, Should Not Have Entered the Competition, Have No Idea Where This Boy Came From, and Goth Jack. Only the three on the left were in the competition. Oh, and that's the host in front of them.
Parted ways with Sarah, and went back to Bob.
trasenstine came back! Yay! And I met someone new, atdt1991 (I have so many LJ friends whose name begins with a...). He was a riot. He did this absolutely hysterical bit of interpretive dance involving leaving a necklace on a table and then realizing he had left it on the table while on a roller coaster. I laughed and laughed. Trase was awesome, and she looks great. We had a great time babbling. There was some plot involving dropping her off in New Orleans to wrestle the alligators. I was told if I deleted this picture I would have bad luck. Yeah, Bob again.
So then I told Trase my Secret Funny Idea, and Trase and I went off searching for victims. Our setup:
What brought you here today? Wild wombats dragged you here.
What suggestions do you have for festival? More penguins.
What food would you like to see here? Grilled marmoset.
We forgot a question at the first victim. The second went well.
The third took us seriously. He was about 20 and had his girlfriend, who was eating a chocolate banana, and his uncle or dad with him. So he's earnestly outlining his ideas, which involve full-contact jousting like what he saw at Ft Lauderdale. He described it in great detail, and then mentioned that one of the guys doing the jousting there broke his leg during the show. Either Trase or I said, "More carnage" and we all laughed. So then I asked the last question and gave the funny answer and Trase summed it all up for him. "Carnage, carnage, chocolate covered banana, carnage." rofl! It was so funny.
So eventually I had to say goodbye because my allergies were getting the best of me, but I stopped and talked to Bubble Guy and was very glad I didn't do the little teeny renfest that I used to do, because he told me an awful story about what happened there this year; they were very abusive to Bubble Guy and Bubble Girl. Sad! I had negative experiences there as well, and I'm glad that I stopped doing the show.
So anyway, on the way out I took this picture of a dragonfly, who apparently was a participant in some sort of Dragonfly War, but it's still neat to get that close to one. *hugs* to the flist!
First Renfest Observation entry
Second Renfest Observation entry
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Date: 2005-09-05 03:19 am (UTC)Is it just me or does that dragonfly have, like, a cartoon bear face, with a little cartoon bear nose and mouth? :/
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Date: 2005-09-05 03:20 am (UTC)*jealous*
Glad you had a good time. Now go get that bag of peas.
M
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Date: 2005-09-05 03:34 am (UTC)And I didn't notice the cartoon bear in the dragonfly. Will look again!
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Date: 2005-09-05 03:36 am (UTC)And those peas...you know me too well. ;)
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Date: 2005-09-05 03:45 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-05 03:47 am (UTC)I've been going since I was about fourteen, I think. I used to be really into it, but I've eased off a bit in the last five years.
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Date: 2005-09-05 04:17 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-05 05:29 am (UTC)I can understand that stream-of-consciousness humorous playing you were doing with Bob. Renfaires do bring out a certain benevolent madness in both the playtrons and the paytrons, let alone the vendors. And those interviews you were doing? I'm not surprised you came across people who took you seriously. When hawking my cloaks at renfaires, I describe the ones made of synthetic fibers as being 'woven from the spun wool of the rare polyester sheep' - you'd be surprised as to how many people then mindlessly ask me where that breed comes from. Some folks don't even catch a clue after I say 'they come from the same realms as where you find the wild naugahydes climbing the cliff faces'. Duhhhhh...
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Date: 2005-09-05 06:10 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-05 08:12 am (UTC)I particularly enjoyed the Musketeers! Mmm! Lots of manly goodness there!
:)
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Date: 2005-09-05 02:25 pm (UTC)Bob sounds like a strange, yet amusing, fellow.
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Date: 2005-09-05 02:46 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-05 02:48 pm (UTC)Yeah, Bob is hysterical, I had so much fun.
The other people we "interviewed" laughed and laughed...it was a fun little game. I'll do it again if I go back this year.
5'10"...size 11 1/2 shoes.
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Date: 2005-09-05 02:49 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2005-09-05 05:56 pm (UTC)Oh, more fortune-telling? Excellent! No crow this time, though, I assume. Not that the crow helped you out last time, now that I think about it.
I can't wait to hear what happens...I hope you'll let us know what happens!
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Date: 2005-09-05 06:17 pm (UTC)