First off was the renaissance faire they had going on in Ohio. It looked exactly like what you'd expect an olden days village to look like. There was music everywhere that just made me feel like I was home and the smells of food that just fit the ambiance of the time. Everyone was really into it and I wish I had an outfit to have worn as well. There were people there who had swords that were TRULY indestructible. They even said they'd replace any broken blade totally free on one condition: You tell them how ya bloody did it because they STILL can't figure one out. They jammed the blade of a claymore straight into a piece of concrete, stepped on it, bent it a full 90 degrees (this is on a large scottish claymore they made) and it went right back to perfect blade form as it nothing had happened. It was beautiful, especially with my eye for pure function in a weapon. The scotch egg by the way is a hard boiled egg wrapped in sausage and deep fried like a corn dog sorta only without the stick. I now wish I had gotten past the gag reflex of what that nutritionally could do to me and had one.
I have been lucky enough to meet one of the two founders of a new little chain mail group known as Steel Mamba Chain Mail. They make incredible work incredibly fast and I'd love to have some of their work on DA sometime. I've had the honor of receiving their first scale-mail commission and with any luck you may see their booth there next year.
In fact, the only downer was returning to CT at all. It was the worst return trip ever. We were both just cracking and unable to keep our visages solid without tears coming to the surface. We were at least able to say good bye and part ways for the moment before we both broke down. It was crushing. I've never felt that way. I know we are still together. I know we are both wildly in love. We are still texting each other all day. If she gets a random text, it's usually from me. When I was there she wouldn't even carry her phone because she said no one else really important contacts her often on it anyways aside from me. IF I'm there why does she need it? Otherwise, it is strapped to her like a duct tape wallet made backwards. We were both distraught.
It didn't help that my wisdom teeth have been coming in full force lately. There has been more cutting of my gums lately and it hurts like hell but the infection just crippled me. It was enveloping pain all inside head at times. It made me dizzy and disorientated at times, all while on a greyhound bus because I'm a douche and won't go for planes, so for times I would be just lulling around like a bobble head of pure pain. I've since seen a dr and gotten what I need for that.
And now that I made it back I realize a new idea I've had. Sorta like a slideshow presentation of pictures to songs that I know and base them on travel. I have plenty of pictures of Meg and myself and a few of me from the greyhound bus. I'm sure I could do something with a bit more creative prowess. I think that'll be my next ambition: a music video of sorts about my feelings and experiences traveling like I have and do.
Either way I'm sure I'll get back to some art stuff eventually. Till then you'll just need to keep checking every so often.
I can hear it now:
"why do I check? there's never anything new!!!"
You check because you know how awesome it would be to actually see something posted. Yeah, you know there ain't nothing there. But what if there WAS. Yeah, that'd blow your minds! OOOOOoooOOOOoooo!!!!! Yeah, I said it.
lol later








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