Can't blame it on the rain, I weather.
Jul. 8th, 2003 10:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
learning2flyyeeeeeeeeeeeee hah. nonstopcrazytrainofstuff....can't stop.......
okee. How can I sum up all that has happened at faire???
um. opening weekend rocked. We had a bit of a downpour for the opening gate thingy and made it impossible to hear the actors, but after that no rain. The debut of the Bristol Buskin Frolic went well. I LOVE watching everyone around us stop what they're doing to watch us parade by. We're all in the most obnoxiously bright costumes and are led by Steve Schroeder AND wave around brightly colored ribbons on sticks. How could anyone not see us. I must admit, I was ready for a nap by 12 with all the nonstop performing, but happy to know we rocked. As I mentioned in my bitch session 2 mondays ago, the tumblers were pissing me off by never asking me to dance. And Tim had a bad bout with a stupid drunk patron. other than that, everything went really really well. I surprised myself with how easily I slid right back into things. No last minute panic attack about actually performing in front of people. I even ran into Andrea's parents. Mind you I was in the middle of parading and couldn't stop and talk to them...it was a strange moment. I saw their faces and it took a moment to register in my brain who they were. The second it hit me, I completely broke character and said "HI!!!". Hope they had a good time.
Then during the week I worked at Aurora (of course), more and more patients. Doin great. yadda yadda. Heather dyed my hair red again to cover up my brown roots. Lookin nice and scarlet again. just the ways I likes it.
I was thrilled to death to have miss Liz home again. Hez and I took her with us up to Summerfest on Wed nite to see Ben Folds. It was so freakin crowded we couldn't find Megan, Amanda, Matt or my bud Mark from work. We couldn't even see Ben without standing on tiptoe. After a while we gave up standing in the mob and found a nice spot on a curb to sit. Right behind a huge semi and a nonstop disgusting couple display of PDA. It was nice to sit back and watch security climb on top of a food booth to chase down a bunch of rebellious and stupid 15 year olds. My favorite song was his first encore. He said that there's this other piano playing guy that everyone says he reminds them of and went into Elton John's 'Tiny Dancer'. I sang along the whole time. LOVE that song. I had the best glass of Berry Weiss I've ever had. I guess it is better on tap than in bottles.
Then it was back to faire on Saturday. Got my bodice from AE finally, with a new middle piece to stick in there and fill in the space I have because it's too small. It has magical powers and made me have an awesome day. Or maybe I was happy to leave half way thru the day, take a shower (which is the greatest thing in the world after faire, honest to god) and go to Liz's partay. Either way, it was good. There's a patron posting digital pics and he got me!! Here's a shot of me dancing at the musician's jam at opening gate, seconds before our director, the Lord Mayor, smacks my ass with his staff. As Eric said to me, I need more red. Don't you think? Phoebe Scarlet is on the prowl. raar. I LOVE my new garb. My skirt makes people dizzy when I spin. I am drunk with power. Unfortunately, all the pics he took are profile or back views, so you can't really see the cool stuff on the front. Maybe later when I get my own site to post pics on I'll get a few on there for those of you who aren't making it to faire this year. Here's me kickin some ass as Robin Hood in our mummer's play. We get to say our lines (not mimed...boo karen!!) and fight and it's actually semi-entertaining!! I'm pretty sure this was the time she was pushing so hard that the sticks slipped and she bopped me in the face...then she has a fight with Little Jon and dies in a dramatic death scene in which she pulls a 15 foot long red satin scarf out of her bodice and runs around the circle with it (recycled prop from Midsummer Night's Dream in 2000). And then Alice the 'doctor' comes and saves the day. Ta daaa! I think we need some different manly poses. We look funny with all of us standing with our hands on our hips.
Anyhoo. We rotate between maypole, mummer's play, tumbling, country dance, and irish step dance sets with parading to and from each location...all...day...long. all things considered I'm taking it well. Still have energy to skip my way up to closing gate and finish the day.
As for Sunday, it was pretty much all rain all the time. A couple teasers of sunshine and no rain here and there, but overall, constant downpour. You'd think it would have been a crappy day. You'd be thinkin wrong, mister. I can honestly say without a doubt in my mind that Sunday was my all time most action packed filled to the brim with fun faire day ever. Within a few hours, the entire site was covered in anything from mud to ponds. I even saw a whirlpool forming in front of the turkey leg booth. When our afternoon dance set to entertain the troops came along, we ended up challenging them to a mud sled race. With the directors on the sleds. Later we saw the military boys marching in formation without shirts on, for their yearly baths. yum. I repeat: yum.
Us BBFers developed a new parade: the follow the leader parade in which the first person does something, like spin. Then the next person has to do the same and on and on down the line. You get a really cool wave effect. The first time we did it, we ran into the head badde guy, the Sheriff of Bristol and made him the leader, without his knowledge of course. We mocked his every move for at least 100 yards, with patrons joining in and everyone we passed pointing and laughing all the while. It was hilarious. The second time we did it I got to take the lead. SO much fun. heee. In the middle of the day I had a bit of a problem...Becky informed me over lunch that Randy is now engaged to his 18 year old new girlfriend that he's been seeing for a month and a half. It was the overall shock of it all and my usual lingering black cloud of doom that made me start bawling my eyes out backstage. Thank god I found Tim. I really needed a hug. Gwen could tell right away that I was upset and pulled me aside. She already knew and was upset too. She and her family are friends of his and want the best for him and don't agree with his constant changing women all the time. Then the tumblers came up to us and told me they already knew too. Eric (Galla) chimed in that he wouldn't be surprised if she' pregnant. (ouch.) I don't know what to think about it. I really don't. All in all I was more upset about feeling like damaged goods and will never be loved and yadda yadda blah blah blah poor me...
But then I got lots of hugs, bawled my eyes out some more, and put on a happy face for a performance. It hit me soon after that Randy has ruined far too many happy days for me, and since he's not my fucking problem anymore, I wasn't about to let him ruin another day for me. From then on I was better. The boys paid more attention to me and asked me to dance, the mummer's play was awful yet funny and the maypole set went well. I even got a friend of mine to agree to make me a cloak! for $20!!
I got a tarot reading from Lady Marina later that afternoon. Not too impressed. She said I'm lazy and need to get off my ass and get started with a career. and I need to talk to people. very accurate, don't you think? at least I didn't spend too much, I got a performer discount. Damn well better get something if I'm not getting paid, dammit. Later on at the 6:00 revel, Jer approached and gave me another hug and a gorgeous rose. He said to me that there are people at faire that love me. I gave him a huge hug with tears in my eyes. No one has done something like that for me in a long long time. What a sweetheart. If only the other two could take a cue and learn some manners. Jer was the only one of the three that was openly listening to me when we were talking in the inner circle. Jon kept looking at the girls walking by and Eric kept interrupting me with complaints about his aching whatever. Honest to god, those two bitch about hurting every part of their body all the friggin time. As a professional health care worker, I can't help but feel the need to help. At this point, I don't even care. They just want attention. ANYHOO. we sang the new song. then it was up to closing gate. I love walkin with the kk/street glob. they sing an awesome sing and group response song. I had a ball dancing/skipping up there with them.
awesome day, people. awesome day.
as for now, I must be off to bed. At 3:00 am, Dad will be waking me up to get on the road to Minnesota. Boundary Waters or bust, babeeeeee!!
(and then the following week- moving into the new apartment!)
((and you wonder why I'm freakin out?))
okee. How can I sum up all that has happened at faire???
um. opening weekend rocked. We had a bit of a downpour for the opening gate thingy and made it impossible to hear the actors, but after that no rain. The debut of the Bristol Buskin Frolic went well. I LOVE watching everyone around us stop what they're doing to watch us parade by. We're all in the most obnoxiously bright costumes and are led by Steve Schroeder AND wave around brightly colored ribbons on sticks. How could anyone not see us. I must admit, I was ready for a nap by 12 with all the nonstop performing, but happy to know we rocked. As I mentioned in my bitch session 2 mondays ago, the tumblers were pissing me off by never asking me to dance. And Tim had a bad bout with a stupid drunk patron. other than that, everything went really really well. I surprised myself with how easily I slid right back into things. No last minute panic attack about actually performing in front of people. I even ran into Andrea's parents. Mind you I was in the middle of parading and couldn't stop and talk to them...it was a strange moment. I saw their faces and it took a moment to register in my brain who they were. The second it hit me, I completely broke character and said "HI!!!". Hope they had a good time.
Then during the week I worked at Aurora (of course), more and more patients. Doin great. yadda yadda. Heather dyed my hair red again to cover up my brown roots. Lookin nice and scarlet again. just the ways I likes it.
I was thrilled to death to have miss Liz home again. Hez and I took her with us up to Summerfest on Wed nite to see Ben Folds. It was so freakin crowded we couldn't find Megan, Amanda, Matt or my bud Mark from work. We couldn't even see Ben without standing on tiptoe. After a while we gave up standing in the mob and found a nice spot on a curb to sit. Right behind a huge semi and a nonstop disgusting couple display of PDA. It was nice to sit back and watch security climb on top of a food booth to chase down a bunch of rebellious and stupid 15 year olds. My favorite song was his first encore. He said that there's this other piano playing guy that everyone says he reminds them of and went into Elton John's 'Tiny Dancer'. I sang along the whole time. LOVE that song. I had the best glass of Berry Weiss I've ever had. I guess it is better on tap than in bottles.
Then it was back to faire on Saturday. Got my bodice from AE finally, with a new middle piece to stick in there and fill in the space I have because it's too small. It has magical powers and made me have an awesome day. Or maybe I was happy to leave half way thru the day, take a shower (which is the greatest thing in the world after faire, honest to god) and go to Liz's partay. Either way, it was good. There's a patron posting digital pics and he got me!! Here's a shot of me dancing at the musician's jam at opening gate, seconds before our director, the Lord Mayor, smacks my ass with his staff. As Eric said to me, I need more red. Don't you think? Phoebe Scarlet is on the prowl. raar. I LOVE my new garb. My skirt makes people dizzy when I spin. I am drunk with power. Unfortunately, all the pics he took are profile or back views, so you can't really see the cool stuff on the front. Maybe later when I get my own site to post pics on I'll get a few on there for those of you who aren't making it to faire this year. Here's me kickin some ass as Robin Hood in our mummer's play. We get to say our lines (not mimed...boo karen!!) and fight and it's actually semi-entertaining!! I'm pretty sure this was the time she was pushing so hard that the sticks slipped and she bopped me in the face...then she has a fight with Little Jon and dies in a dramatic death scene in which she pulls a 15 foot long red satin scarf out of her bodice and runs around the circle with it (recycled prop from Midsummer Night's Dream in 2000). And then Alice the 'doctor' comes and saves the day. Ta daaa! I think we need some different manly poses. We look funny with all of us standing with our hands on our hips.
Anyhoo. We rotate between maypole, mummer's play, tumbling, country dance, and irish step dance sets with parading to and from each location...all...day...long. all things considered I'm taking it well. Still have energy to skip my way up to closing gate and finish the day.
As for Sunday, it was pretty much all rain all the time. A couple teasers of sunshine and no rain here and there, but overall, constant downpour. You'd think it would have been a crappy day. You'd be thinkin wrong, mister. I can honestly say without a doubt in my mind that Sunday was my all time most action packed filled to the brim with fun faire day ever. Within a few hours, the entire site was covered in anything from mud to ponds. I even saw a whirlpool forming in front of the turkey leg booth. When our afternoon dance set to entertain the troops came along, we ended up challenging them to a mud sled race. With the directors on the sleds. Later we saw the military boys marching in formation without shirts on, for their yearly baths. yum. I repeat: yum.
Us BBFers developed a new parade: the follow the leader parade in which the first person does something, like spin. Then the next person has to do the same and on and on down the line. You get a really cool wave effect. The first time we did it, we ran into the head badde guy, the Sheriff of Bristol and made him the leader, without his knowledge of course. We mocked his every move for at least 100 yards, with patrons joining in and everyone we passed pointing and laughing all the while. It was hilarious. The second time we did it I got to take the lead. SO much fun. heee. In the middle of the day I had a bit of a problem...Becky informed me over lunch that Randy is now engaged to his 18 year old new girlfriend that he's been seeing for a month and a half. It was the overall shock of it all and my usual lingering black cloud of doom that made me start bawling my eyes out backstage. Thank god I found Tim. I really needed a hug. Gwen could tell right away that I was upset and pulled me aside. She already knew and was upset too. She and her family are friends of his and want the best for him and don't agree with his constant changing women all the time. Then the tumblers came up to us and told me they already knew too. Eric (Galla) chimed in that he wouldn't be surprised if she' pregnant. (ouch.) I don't know what to think about it. I really don't. All in all I was more upset about feeling like damaged goods and will never be loved and yadda yadda blah blah blah poor me...
But then I got lots of hugs, bawled my eyes out some more, and put on a happy face for a performance. It hit me soon after that Randy has ruined far too many happy days for me, and since he's not my fucking problem anymore, I wasn't about to let him ruin another day for me. From then on I was better. The boys paid more attention to me and asked me to dance, the mummer's play was awful yet funny and the maypole set went well. I even got a friend of mine to agree to make me a cloak! for $20!!
I got a tarot reading from Lady Marina later that afternoon. Not too impressed. She said I'm lazy and need to get off my ass and get started with a career. and I need to talk to people. very accurate, don't you think? at least I didn't spend too much, I got a performer discount. Damn well better get something if I'm not getting paid, dammit. Later on at the 6:00 revel, Jer approached and gave me another hug and a gorgeous rose. He said to me that there are people at faire that love me. I gave him a huge hug with tears in my eyes. No one has done something like that for me in a long long time. What a sweetheart. If only the other two could take a cue and learn some manners. Jer was the only one of the three that was openly listening to me when we were talking in the inner circle. Jon kept looking at the girls walking by and Eric kept interrupting me with complaints about his aching whatever. Honest to god, those two bitch about hurting every part of their body all the friggin time. As a professional health care worker, I can't help but feel the need to help. At this point, I don't even care. They just want attention. ANYHOO. we sang the new song. then it was up to closing gate. I love walkin with the kk/street glob. they sing an awesome sing and group response song. I had a ball dancing/skipping up there with them.
awesome day, people. awesome day.
as for now, I must be off to bed. At 3:00 am, Dad will be waking me up to get on the road to Minnesota. Boundary Waters or bust, babeeeeee!!
(and then the following week- moving into the new apartment!)
((and you wonder why I'm freakin out?))
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Date: 2003-07-09 06:00 pm (UTC)By the way, what day exactly are you moving? just curious, ill have to visit ya some time :0
If im invited that is...