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August 15, 2005
You'll have to excuse me. . .
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a week, I've been drunk since I left
And these so-called vacations will soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink, I need home for a rest.
-Spirit of the West, Home for a Rest
House Redhair, my home away from home. This is the first year that I've only been able to spend one week at Pennsic, and it was hard to say goodbye yesterday morning, especially since this week is when all the action happens. But school starts on Wednesday, and while I'd much rather be sitting around sweating in the heat in medieval costume with my friends, I have to be a grown-up instead. Ugh.
This year was House Redhair's tenth campiversary, and if I can clean them up enough I'll post some pictures later from Whiskey Cellphone Night (where we sample many, many whiskies and then crank call all our friends at home to taunt them for not being there having fun with us. Because we are all twelve years old).
On the night before land grab Pete and I ate at the P.O. Lunch in New Castle, where I did NOT eat fries on my salad. I don't know how we failed to notice the drive through window last year.
Fries on the salad, delivered right to your car. Great.
So Peter and I are in Athens now, while our friends are still having fun at Pennsic. Mardi Gras party is tonight (YES, on Lundi. I don't know why, okay?). Hopefully Thorvald's getting groped, it just isn't a successful party if he doesn't.
I can't be arsed to write too much more for now, too many hours in a steaming hot van on the highway has turned my brain to refried beans. Here's some goodies from last weeks search stats, just so it looks like I have something to say.
totally spies papermaking: I don't really have anything snarky to say about this one, I just think it's funny. If you're an immigration official, I don't know anything about spies.
angora sweater masterbation [sic]: Look, Glen (or Glenda), I offered you some angora last time and you never got back to me. Bugger off.
Pennsylvania masturbation partner: That's illegal in Pennsylvania. Also, I think it makes you legally married.
fat girl painted green: I didn't get that drunk on Whiskey Cellphone Night. And if you're talking about my cat Fat girl, it's a vicious lie, I never painted her. That's mean.
A sign we saw on the way to Athens:
According to the Georgia Welcome Centre, it's okay to hula hoop here. Thank god.
Posted by jodi at August 15, 2005 10:23 PM | categories: general
Comments
Welcome! If your brain is clear, call me if ya'll still want to get together Wednesday.
Posted by: Sandy at August 15, 2005 11:45 PM
Were you at oreintation today? What a sleeper. Destination Graduation, I was mad at myself for going. Looking forward to meeting you. Let me know if you need any help moving things or with whatever. I'd be glad to help out.
Posted by: Cap'n Pete at August 16, 2005 12:52 AM
Glad you had a good time, missed your posts!
Hope the settling in goes well, looks like you've made friends already which is great!
Hope you packed your hula hoop! :op
Anna
Posted by: Anna at August 16, 2005 05:59 AM
WHEE! you're here! hope you get some rest - love that picture of the drive thru. can't wait to meet you!
Posted by: Carrie at August 16, 2005 08:12 AM
Hey Jodi thanks for the call on Whiskey cell phone night, I miss actually talking to you in person. Sorry if I sounded upset, you were cutting in and out (for real) and Simon was upset because he could hardly hear you and all he could hear on the phone was me so he got cranky. Sorry you are missing Pensic. I am going to look into cheap flights or bus rides your way so I can visit. Good luck getting settled in.
Posted by: Krista at August 16, 2005 08:25 AM
I had no idea you're that kind of geek. Just when I thought you couldn't be any cooler. Whiskey cellphone night doesn't seem terribly period though...
Posted by: monika at August 16, 2005 09:06 AM
Awesome post.
Posted by: NWJR at August 17, 2005 09:00 AM
I *love* the Whiskey Cellphone thing. It gives a name to my juvenileness...
Posted by: Rachael at August 18, 2005 08:51 AM
Hey, my good friends David and Steph and thier son Andrew are at Pennsic! I know, ther are like 8 zillion re-inactment nerds there, but maybe you ran into them...
Posted by: lunastrixae at August 19, 2005 12:52 AM
Thorvald found a girlfriend! So we didn't see him much in at all. Just about everyone is saying "About F**king time, too!"
Posted by: Ghita at August 23, 2005 12:26 AM