Re: Scouting Report (was Re: Tally Who?)

["Tim and Carole " <jpbrew@pinn.net>]

Poster: "Tim and Carole " <jpbrew@pinn.net>

I hope my kids are like that when we go next year.

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> From: Grey Randall <boroghul@bellatlantic.net>
> To: atlantia@atlantia.sca.org
> Subject: Scouting Report (was Re: Tally Who?)
> Date: Tuesday, August 11, 1998 6:32 AM
> 
> 
> Poster: boroghul@bellatlantic.net (Grey Randall)
> 
> 
> >
> >     First obtain your four-footed motive power.  It's not like you,
Dafffyth,
> >to put the cart before the horse.
> >
> >    (Sigh) Signed, James of Rutland, who, with Master Daniel, is as poor
as an
> >ecclesiastical rodent this year...and therefore cannot go to Pennsic. 
Who
> >longeth, yea fainteth, for the courts of the merchants, the tents of the
> >merchants, the bardic circles, the displays of the merchants... for the
cloth,
> >the gems, the instruments, the books, the carvings, and all those little
> >purchases which make life more gracious.
> >     ...Quoth Master Daniel,    "...awwww...."   I should have known I
> >wouldn't get a word out unedited...James
> 
> 
> Aislynn and I just got back from Shopping weekend, there are more
merchants
> this year.....I believe one gentle said there were an additional 80
> merchants.
> 
> At first, our teenage son did not want to go.  For the last 2 weeks of
> July, Aislynn and I heard every possible excuse for not going to
> Pennsic...then, there was  the drive up.....I was sorely tempted to leave
> the surly teen somewhere in the mountains on I68, but then I realized
that
> it would take a miracle for Aislynn and I to have any other blonde and
> blue-eyed offspring to replace him.  We arrived at Cooper's Lake around
> 11:30 pm Friday night....As we were pulling away from Troll a quiet voice
> pipes in from the back of the truck "M-mom...Dad? Next Year, can we stay
> for two weeks?"
> 
> Saturday morning, I was awakened by the sound of men jogging and calling> cadence....Aislynn hid my bow, and without coffee I simply did not have
the
> ability to find it. Aislynn and I went to Beast and Boar for breakfast,
and
> then met with the members of House Azami and House Bretone (Yay  My
kniggit
> came to Pennsic!!!!!!!) Of course, there was the usual spectacle of
> Marathon Gang Shopping....We descended upon Master Talbot like a swarm
fire
> ants on an ice cream cone and even tried to take away his newborn son (He
> wouldn't sell....those round eyed westerners can be so untrusting) That
> evening Baron Corun threatened to intrduce my son to belly dancers.  I
> threatened Corun with My son coming to live with him. Corun also
introduced
> me to the most hideous Portabello stuffed raviolli in the world.  These
> things were so bad, I had to choke down 9 more of them to confirm just
how
> revolting these things really are.. Yup.. don't eat them...These are not
> the tasty morsels you are looking for.....you can go about your
> business...move along now. Just ignore that Mongol behind the curtain
with
> the bib and bread loaf in hand. I made the mistake of going into
> Yumi's........He has finally finished a bow I have been keeping my eye on
> for the past 5 years.  Did I buy it?  No...I want to stay married.....
> 
> Sunday....More Marathon Gang Shopping. Master Peter finally arrived, and
of
> course, the shrewd business man that he is, he tripped me up and pinned
me
> to the spot in his stall by filling me in on the exploits of his cats
while
> his (And Frederick, I mean this with nothing but the sincerest
> affection...) knuckle-dragging-hammer-breaking-slashed-and-puffied
> journeyman flunky placed accessories with green jewelry on display 
KNOWING
> that malechite anywhere near Aislynn's red hair is like kryptonite to
> me.....I was reduced to a drooling idiot...And before Master James can
> ask....I normally don't drool...I'm usually just an idiot. Even as my
hands
> were trying to empty my purse into Master Peter's coffers, Aislynn
> purchased a set of cloak pins herself.
> 
> Oh.. on the front with Master Peter's cats......(Odd...I live 5 minutes
> away from the man, but we wait until Pennsic and 12th night to talk to
> eachother...this must end....)  Hobgoblin the tough cat extraodinaire can
> now be dominated by a Beanie Baby!  Goblin decided to pick a fight with a
> fox beanie baby....Now never mind that this "thing" is attached to Mom's
> hand....it ignored Goblin when he bit it on the ear....it ignored Goblin
> when he put his paw on top of its head.  It then "walked" its way across
> the bed and placed its paw on Goblin's head.....Goblin lowered his ears
and
> submitted to the beanie baby.   Master Peter wins this year's competition
> for having the silliest cat...Even though Aislynn and I have five prime
> contenders living with us.
> 
> Back to Pennsic Shopping......
> 
> The clapboard church has moved.  it is now closer to Potter's Hall and
the
> food court.  There is a new LARGE structure where the clapboard church
used
> to be.
> 
> Aislynn and I had to pay the basket man a visit.  You see....Aislynn,
> Arthur, and I are the property of 5 possesive cats, one or possibly all
of
> them working in cooperation decided to do something unpleasant to our
> shopping basket in retaliation for opening "The Closets"....They know
that
> if the basement closets are opened for more than 15 minutes, we will be
> gone for more than a day....they don't like that.  New basket..Check! but
> wait...it's empty...we need more stuff!  Quick....back to Poison Pen
> Press!!! (Arrrgh...more cook books me Hearties...Aaaaargh!) There's
> Andrixos...you block that group of women....you cause a diversion in the
> street....I'll pay for the trim and run back to camp!  Something about
> Pennsic makes an ordinary shopping trip become a contact sport that
> Washington DC street basketbrawl players would be hesitant to participate
> in.  Then there are the annual shopping rituals....Trying to sell Arthur
to
> Brok the Badger as cheap labor.......trying to buy something in Potter's
> hall (That is...something the Azamites haven't already claimed as their
> own...I almost bought a book out from under her Grace....I'm not insane
> enough to bid against her AND the rest of her household for pottery)
> 
> Sunday evening.....The (short) first Baronial Court for Ponte Alto.
> Aislynn steps down as Seneschal...I GET MY WIFE BACK!!!!!!! As soon as
she
> turned the office over, I tossed her up into the air.....She's so much
> lighter now!  I made a mad dash to Clan White Wing's encampment to pay my
> respects to Memu and Temur, packed the truck, and made the mad drive home
> (had to....new job, no leave, and an intern whose favorite words are
> "Oooooh What does this button do?") Arthur was surly the whole way
> home....he now didn't want to leave.
> 
> The cats were exstatic to see us.  I went upstairs and untangled one from
> the bedcurtains.  We still haven't emptied the truck.  In fact, I am
> looking out of my window and into the parking lot, where some coworkers
and
> other tennats of the building are walking past it, looking into the
window,
> shaking their heads, and walking away...Doesn't everybody keep bows,
> arrows, round shields, elk antlers and rawhide in their car?
> 
> That's my two days at Pennsic....not much else aside from a few minor
garb
> mishaps (desk-job.....my gut is expanding like the Mongolian hold over
> Eurasia)
> 
> To those on their way up. It is oppressively hot!  the ground was dry and
> hard...the sun unforgiving, and water and ice were selling out fast.
> 
> 
> GOOD NEWS!!!! we don't have to drive all the way into town for supplies.
> There's a new 24 hour Sheetz gas station/mini mart on 422 just past route
> 19!!
> 
> That's all for now.
> 
> 
> 
> 
> Yours,
> 
> Lord Boroghul Khara/m.k.a Grey Randall
> "Milla nummi pro capite hominis nothum inconsiderati qui ultimam poculum
> potus capit neque novam ollam fabricatur!"
> 
> 
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