So… Saturday was wonderful (I’ll save The Camp of the Mullet King for later). I’ve never had fun at a faire. You kinda walk around, look at stuff. It’s like a mall, only people annoy you. More than they do in malls.
So, anyway, it’s real windy. I bump into Lee. Zombie fled to watch a minstrel, and I caught up a bit with Lee and his goings-on. Patently necessary, you will soon learn, young jedi.
By the time I find the crew (Zombie, Katy, ‘Auli’i, and Kasey) they’re half-way through a bottle of honey mead. I detest honey mead. Tastes like piss. Roy’s always trying to get me to have some. But eager to catch up, I try some.
It tastes wonderful. Sweet. Chilled. That’s right: chilled. Roy always serves it piss warm; thus the piss taste, but cold? Wonderful!
Then ‘Auli’i accomplishes many drunken antics for the next two hours. A complete detail would be impossible. Highlights include her spanking the centaur and trying to pull the sword from the stone. When brute force refused to work, she knelt down beside it and spoke sweetly, “I love you…” The sword had obviously had his heart misled by a woman before, and refused to budge.
We eventually left the faire and absconded to Austin. I napped a little bit, maybe. Roy, Renee, Zombie, Leah, and I ate dinner at Magnolia. It’s still as good as it ever was. Zombie and Leah stayed in. Roy and Renee went to Elysium with Thad and Stacy. I hung out with ‘Auli’i.
We ended up at Kerbey Lane on the drag. It’s newish. How I wish they’d had one like that when I was there. Talk about rock. The waitress was really nice and beautiful. Not necessarily physically, though she was attractive, but she was one of those people who exudes this tremendous amount of good energy that just warms you from every angle.
She comped us our chips n’ salsa, two teas, and a vegan cheesecake that was awesome. All in exchange for some cloves. We even tried to pay, but she wouldn’t let us.
I wandered in late again. I was almost getting used to it, though my body still rebels. But I did get to discuss red neck culture some more.
“I just got my woman her shots and dewormed.”
“Kewl. Now you can sodo-mize her again and urinate in her mouth.”
“And lick her testicle eye.”
Good times… good times.