By the way, thanks again for that phone call while I was in the hospital, dude. I had as many phone calls from my uncaring Internet buddies as I did meat friends stop by my room.

You're welcome, dude. It was my pleasure.

You can tell your folks that all of your blinvisible friends are Indian...

I'm not sure they know that my best Indian friend has been dating a white girl for two or three years (and his parents are totally cool with it).

I'm not sure they know that my best Indian friend has been dating a white girl for two or three years (and his parents are totally cool with it).

That seems like it would be a good thing for them to know. Though not for you to tell them, unfortunately.

There seems to be a class of relative, Nora, that just has to find something to find fault with. It's like they feel diminished if relatives, particularly younger ones, make good decisions. It's your house. You didn't buy it for them. If they're visiting from out of town and can't face the idea of the stairs, they're welcome to check into a nice hotel with elevators.

Signed,

Has a cousin who claims after the fact that he could have gotten whatever I bought cheaper

I envy those who can camp well.

I camp well (pretty much a requirement in the SCA if you are going to do wars) but I need a shower every day. Our camp at Pennsic has one of those propane RV water heaters.

Speaking of which, I'll be at Smithville Lake, MO (just north of KC) from this Saturday until the 19th at the War of the Lillies. [link]

Has a cousin who claims after the fact that he could have gotten whatever I bought cheaper

I know a guy like that, only he phrases it as "You got ripped off..." Friend of the family, and very nice as long as we don't talk about money. So I try not to.

pretty much a requirement in the SCA if you are going to do wars

The SCA is showing its age, though. Tents used to be Spartan things, now they're multi-room with real furniture. Aging backs like having support.

Hey, Bitches! I just got back from visiting the family (no internet!) and had to skip a bunch. I hope everyone is doing well.

And, Yay to Stephanie and Joe!! Congrats on the new wee one!

I've been up since 4:45 and came straight to work from the airport. I don't know why, tho. I'm gonna be useless all day.

I remember the early 80's with Tomorrow People and Black Beauty.

I know we've moved on, but I wanted to chime in and say that's what I meant as well. I don't know why I was figuring it was late 80's, but it was very much the "creepy British miniseries" era of Nickelodeon. Well, that and You Can't Do That on Television.

Anyone remember those creepy miniseries? Like the one about the eighth daughter of an eighth daughter, which I think involved gypsies, or the one where there was some mystery about Stonehenge (I think) and everyone in town said "Happy day" instead of, like, "Good day" or something?

And ita, yes, I meant the Tomorrow People show theme song, which is available in its entirety at that Web site you linked to. The original Tomorrow People, that is.

Really, John? I'm outta town this weekend, but I'll be back on Monday. Smithville is in Kansas City, basically.

Yeah, I even have a bed (viking slat bed). I was a sleep-on-a-roll-of blue-celfoam guy (which is handy because you can cut it up and pad armour with it in a pinch), but a friend gave me this one when he built a "camping" four-poster. I think, in general, the SCA is a bit more prosperous than it was when everyone was a student, so some people are indulging their Field of the Cloth of Gold fantasies when it comes to their camp setups. But the aching bones and backs are driving the furniture issue too, for sure.

ETA: Erin, cool, maybe we could email to see if we could meet while I'm in the area. The war is a fairly primitive kind of setup, but I can bring a celphone.