RenFest
I was the RenFest virgin. First time of ever going, and I went alone.
Pros of going alone:
Got to ride some great backroads on the motorcycle.
Was able to take my time and look at what I wanted to look at.
Didn't have to pay for a ticket.
Didn't have to park in the parking lot. *(more on this one later)
Did I mention that the ride was great?
Saw some rather odd things that would have required much explaining to my children and wife.
Cons of going alone:
Saw some really funny shows that I would have loved having the family watch with me.
Hard to share the whole experience that I had.
Hard to call the wife and ask for $1000 for a hand crafted sword.
Harder still to figure out a way to get said sword back on the bike.
Now, what's so bad about parking in the parking lot? Glad you asked! First of all, there was reserved parking for bikes which was right beside the entrance. I had to walk all of 30 yards to get in. The bad thing is that there was a guy that was killed in that parking lot the same day that I was there. He was stabbed in the back 19 times while being beaten by someone else. Nice. My biggest question is: Who's idea was it to mix beer, swords, and rednecks? Brilliant! What's worse is that, from what I have heard alone here mind you, he was standing up for his sister who was being hassled by a couple of guys. Worse still is that he was home on leave from the US Navy. Way to go idiots! If the bad guys don't get ya, we will! Some thanks for serving your country.
Now, I feel a bit better, but I can't continue on without at least telling him: Semper Fi, Sailor.
The shows were rather cool. Though I never got his name, the magician that was out there did some really neat tricks and interacted with the audience the best. At one point, he threw his hat into the crowd like a frisbee. An older gentleman caught it and held on to it for quite some time. After giving it a good once over, he decided to toss it back to the magician. The magician took this as some sort of challenge and headed towards the old man. When he got to him, he took off the old man's shoe and threw it over the nearest wall, then he headed back to the stage to finish his performance. Some laughed and some gasped at this. I thought it was funny for awhile until I realized that 10 minutes had gone by and there was no sign of the old guy's shoe.
Once again, the magician came out to the crowd and asked a guy for his digital camera. The guy obliged and then the magician took off with it back towards the stage. He then took three crowd shots and acted like he was going to take a picture of certain unmentionables of his by turning his back to the crowd and yanking his pants as far out as they would go. Instead of taking the shot though, he walked through one of the stage entrances and came back out with a cheap 110 disposable camera. He then made sure that the guy was looking at him and then threw it back to him. Once again, the once over was given to this piece of garbage and tossed back to the magician. Insulted once again, he made for where he left the good camera. As he reappeared with it, he acted as if this camera was going to join the old man's shoe over the wall. Instead of tossing it over though, he made a gesture for the guy to come get it. When the guy gets up to the stage though, the magician has some huge red wax lips and gestures for the guy to kiss him in order to get the camera back. Dilema time!!
You could see it on the poor guys face that he was torn between making the decision of getting his camera back and having to kiss this guy on the wax lips. After careful thought, he told the magician "No way!" The magician let him take an alternate route of kissing him on the cheek instead. The guy figures that this is as good as it's gonna get, so he leans in to kiss his cheek. As he gets there, the magician turns suddenly and kisses him with the wax lips anyhow! While the guy is returning to his seat and returning to a lesser shade of red, the old man's shoe reappears from over the fence.
The magician then gestures for the old man to come claim his shoe. When he gets to the stage, he looks up and sees the red wax lips and the gesturing of the magician to kiss them. Without missing a beat, the old man turns around and points to his butt telling the magician to "plant 'em here, big boy!" Faced with this option, the magician then drops the shoe while the entire crowd is roaring with laughter. Somehow, I don't think it was supposed to happen that way!
That had to have been the best part of the whole day. In a way, I'm glad I went. In other ways, I wish I wouldn't have. But overall, I was able to release some of the tension from my school work and job that I really needed to get rid of. Off to the next adventure!
Pros of going alone:
Got to ride some great backroads on the motorcycle.
Was able to take my time and look at what I wanted to look at.
Didn't have to pay for a ticket.
Didn't have to park in the parking lot. *(more on this one later)
Did I mention that the ride was great?
Saw some rather odd things that would have required much explaining to my children and wife.
Cons of going alone:
Saw some really funny shows that I would have loved having the family watch with me.
Hard to share the whole experience that I had.
Hard to call the wife and ask for $1000 for a hand crafted sword.
Harder still to figure out a way to get said sword back on the bike.
Now, what's so bad about parking in the parking lot? Glad you asked! First of all, there was reserved parking for bikes which was right beside the entrance. I had to walk all of 30 yards to get in. The bad thing is that there was a guy that was killed in that parking lot the same day that I was there. He was stabbed in the back 19 times while being beaten by someone else. Nice. My biggest question is: Who's idea was it to mix beer, swords, and rednecks? Brilliant! What's worse is that, from what I have heard alone here mind you, he was standing up for his sister who was being hassled by a couple of guys. Worse still is that he was home on leave from the US Navy. Way to go idiots! If the bad guys don't get ya, we will! Some thanks for serving your country.
Now, I feel a bit better, but I can't continue on without at least telling him: Semper Fi, Sailor.
The shows were rather cool. Though I never got his name, the magician that was out there did some really neat tricks and interacted with the audience the best. At one point, he threw his hat into the crowd like a frisbee. An older gentleman caught it and held on to it for quite some time. After giving it a good once over, he decided to toss it back to the magician. The magician took this as some sort of challenge and headed towards the old man. When he got to him, he took off the old man's shoe and threw it over the nearest wall, then he headed back to the stage to finish his performance. Some laughed and some gasped at this. I thought it was funny for awhile until I realized that 10 minutes had gone by and there was no sign of the old guy's shoe.
Once again, the magician came out to the crowd and asked a guy for his digital camera. The guy obliged and then the magician took off with it back towards the stage. He then took three crowd shots and acted like he was going to take a picture of certain unmentionables of his by turning his back to the crowd and yanking his pants as far out as they would go. Instead of taking the shot though, he walked through one of the stage entrances and came back out with a cheap 110 disposable camera. He then made sure that the guy was looking at him and then threw it back to him. Once again, the once over was given to this piece of garbage and tossed back to the magician. Insulted once again, he made for where he left the good camera. As he reappeared with it, he acted as if this camera was going to join the old man's shoe over the wall. Instead of tossing it over though, he made a gesture for the guy to come get it. When the guy gets up to the stage though, the magician has some huge red wax lips and gestures for the guy to kiss him in order to get the camera back. Dilema time!!
You could see it on the poor guys face that he was torn between making the decision of getting his camera back and having to kiss this guy on the wax lips. After careful thought, he told the magician "No way!" The magician let him take an alternate route of kissing him on the cheek instead. The guy figures that this is as good as it's gonna get, so he leans in to kiss his cheek. As he gets there, the magician turns suddenly and kisses him with the wax lips anyhow! While the guy is returning to his seat and returning to a lesser shade of red, the old man's shoe reappears from over the fence.
The magician then gestures for the old man to come claim his shoe. When he gets to the stage, he looks up and sees the red wax lips and the gesturing of the magician to kiss them. Without missing a beat, the old man turns around and points to his butt telling the magician to "plant 'em here, big boy!" Faced with this option, the magician then drops the shoe while the entire crowd is roaring with laughter. Somehow, I don't think it was supposed to happen that way!
That had to have been the best part of the whole day. In a way, I'm glad I went. In other ways, I wish I wouldn't have. But overall, I was able to release some of the tension from my school work and job that I really needed to get rid of. Off to the next adventure!
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