...time of year
..its becoming that time of year once again, when I start to get excited about the thought of meeting new people, new challenges, becoming exhausted yet, not wanting to give in, quitting on a Saturday morning only to realize that none of us will ever really let it happen, meeting the crew for coffee and then immediately after coffee, hooking up for a Bloody Mary's to REALLY start the day off right.
The Renaissance is a strange entity that I have allowed to enter into my life.
It isnt even so much the Renaissance itself, its the people and the relationships that I have built up over the years.
It's what the fetival is and what the grounds mean. It's the smell of the fires and the feel of the dew on the tall grass. It's paging for "Gabriel & Petri" over the radio and hearing them call for "Grouper" in reply...and of course pointing out fashion disasters over the radio is always quite entertaining.
..and how could anyone not love to watch the Dew Drops (especially when there are new tricks promised for this season?)
Even with new tricks promised, what I really love, I mean truly love, is walking around out there and seeing how our "people", our entertainers, make a difference for other people AND for us.
When it comes down to it, we have some of the funniest people on earth in our little neck of the woods, and I absolutely love to catch them cracking up the other entertainers.
Case in point:
The Royals being cracked up by Scratch the Beggar. He was killing everyone last year with the stuff that was coming out of his mouth, and his pants.
It just doesnt get any better than that people.
There is one thing though, that people REALLY come to the Renaissance for (NO, it isnt cleavage)... its smoked, its meat, and its $4.50
You got it... its the damn Turkey legs!
It amazes me at how many of these freak'n things they go through in a season. It's astonishing really.
Just think of all of those poor defenseless turkeys...!! Yeah, I dont care either.
The Renaissance is a strange entity that I have allowed to enter into my life.
It isnt even so much the Renaissance itself, its the people and the relationships that I have built up over the years.
It's what the fetival is and what the grounds mean. It's the smell of the fires and the feel of the dew on the tall grass. It's paging for "Gabriel & Petri" over the radio and hearing them call for "Grouper" in reply...and of course pointing out fashion disasters over the radio is always quite entertaining.
..and how could anyone not love to watch the Dew Drops (especially when there are new tricks promised for this season?)
Even with new tricks promised, what I really love, I mean truly love, is walking around out there and seeing how our "people", our entertainers, make a difference for other people AND for us.
When it comes down to it, we have some of the funniest people on earth in our little neck of the woods, and I absolutely love to catch them cracking up the other entertainers.
Case in point:
The Royals being cracked up by Scratch the Beggar. He was killing everyone last year with the stuff that was coming out of his mouth, and his pants.
It just doesnt get any better than that people.
There is one thing though, that people REALLY come to the Renaissance for (NO, it isnt cleavage)... its smoked, its meat, and its $4.50
You got it... its the damn Turkey legs!
It amazes me at how many of these freak'n things they go through in a season. It's astonishing really.
Just think of all of those poor defenseless turkeys...!! Yeah, I dont care either.
posted by Peggy at 3:36 PM
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