Crystal wrap by Joy @ Intergem Tis the season for bonfires, if you go in for some really old time religion. Considering how cold it turned today, we may use the bonfires more for warmth than for celebration. Still, somewhere, someone is jumping through the flames to rekindle the physical fires of love ... or so they say.
Also, it's disconcerting when two halves of your life meet -- the mundane and fannish, or in this case, the rennie. During the months of March & April, we're "local" rennies, which means that we live (more or less) near the faire and travel home after the faire closes on Sunday. (Plus, right now this is the only faire we do.) We're dealers at a local anime convention -- who knows? we might try some art shows around town eventually. But this weekend, we were members of a local rock club at Intergem. (International Gem & Jewelry Exhibition -- Dallas is the only location that still allows the local clubs to display their skills and products.) To say that the members are mundane is the understatement of this century and the last ... They're nice people, but most do not "get" rennie humor. Worse, rennie humor that mocks their beliefs ... The two occurrences were imminently cringe-worthy. Sad to say, we gave the tickets to the couple who decided that it would be fun to play with the mundanes.
The man drew one lady (not a club member, but the sister to one) into a religious debate that ranged all over the Bible. OMG -- I had to leave during that one because it gave all organized Christianity a bad name. Plus, I'm not quite certain that she was paying attention to Dr. Cowan's lectures -- or else she has always had a terribly blinkered view of the universe. The man eventually grew tired of the baiting game and moved on ... while his female companion departed with a snide comment that one must watch out for Joy and the dolls -- she leaves them sitting around naked, you know ... well, yes, at the shop of the dressmaker!! What a parting line, and we get to deal with the reactions. I guess some people must create drama when they're bored just to stir up the pot (to quote Carol).
Skulls ... skulls in wire whimsys ... skulls and chain maille ... you now know what we bought with what little money we made in sales. There are less than 4 working weekends before A-Kon, so we have our work cut out for us ... I just hope that Mar is ready to teach me how to make chain maille earrings ... and maybe a belt, though that might use up too many skulls. Besides, think of how bumpy they'd be to sit on! No doubt that's one reason why so many belly dancers (and patrons) bought the scarves with flat sequins as the end dangles ... that and the cost of a belt in chain maille with beads.
Monday it's back to Shakespeare & Caesar ... you just can't keep those two dead & buried!
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