August 13th, 2007

Viking Spongebob

Blah...

Not Pennsic. Pennsic was a hoot. A pal said, "This Pennsic will probably achieve the notoriety of Pennsic 4 (Pennsic Puddle; Indo-Pennsic)." I don't think so. I think 4 has a permanent position as the worst Pennsic ever (at least until a series of tornadoes and hurricanes rip thru the middle of Pennsic). The most miserable part was when every piece of pants and such was wet, and I had to go buy a new pair of dry drawers from Historic Enterprises!

I'll probably comment more on my Pennsic and meeting friends old and new later. But now...

Julie arrived with a cold. She gave it to me. I'm tire and miserable right now, doing things in fits and starts. I'll tell you how tired I am: Even though my Sweetie was amenable when she came over to welcome me back last might, I never jumped her bones. That's tired!

Air conditioning is the great Satan. Julie was having hot flashes, and she had the AC running at the hotel. I think it set in my cold. Sniff sniff atchoo!

Tent leaked but not much (never lend a tent to a friend), but the thing is that living in a tent with open doors for two weeks makes the house seem oppressive...