Lending Voice to Thoughts

Okay! Wow. So Febuary went by fairly fast. Big thing, Ivan and Ian'ka are the next King and Queen of Atenveldt! \o/ So excited for them. ^____^

This last weekend was Estrella War, did a lot of housesitting for people going, then Daytripped up on Saterday. I usually volunteer at War, so I stopped by Volunteers and the Watch to see if they could use my help for a couple of hours and ended up working the Watch for 5 hours. Lack of Volunteers in general and this was the frazzled Shift Supervisor's first time working Estrella Watch.

Aside from the Dancing Goats, getting a lot of mocking for paying to volunteer most of my time at an event. And derision from the GDH because none of my Horde bros would volunteer while daytripping, much less assist the Watch. o_O?

Get the feeling there's some background politics that I'm unaware of, because how is it honourable to not help people when they ask for it? Starting to think it may be time to leave the Horde. When I joined, it was about Service and now it doesn't feel like it.

But basically it was a typical War, just condensed. The Banners and Shields I helped paint went over really well. ^___^ Also, got period shoes! They're green! Yay! Need to scuff the soles up a bit so I don't slide.

The Dancing Goats are also awesome and fed me beef kabasa sasuages in homemade fresh cream. Mmmmm.

This weekend is Vegas! Meeting Neechan at a Supernatural Convention and just generally exploring Vegas. Still not entirely sure what to do other than walk around, not actually attending the con, and not much of a gambler.

Anyone else gonna be in Vegas?

So I was thinking that I could combine my love for Murder Mysteries, Zombies and Historical Re-Enactment.

Make a couple of Blood Puddle Pillows, do up a few canvas tarps with 'blood' splatter (may have to do some forensics research for types of spray and smears, each one could be a story), to cover the ground and/or chairs, and could have a nice portable murder scene for where ever I go.

^__^

Cake AND Death! (thanks to Neep for the pic!)

So on Wednesday, I was informed at the Scriptorium that I -had- to display my arts and stuff at Art Symposiums, because how else was I going to gain a reptuation in the SCA?
.... Once I stopped cackling, pointed out I already have a reputation. Was given the name 'Poisoner'.
Was told that I was mocking a Laurel and I'd 'never get any nice scrolls that way'.

Some other comments were made, and after I got over being bloody furious, (1: don't do this for awards and 2: Hi? Deputy Scribe? Can paint my own if I was interested) decided you know what? I should live up to my name.

Poison Cake.

Found a 15th century recipie for Chocolate Cake, and went looking for Marzipan for the skulls. Could only find chocolate-covered Marzipan, so peeled off the chocolate and sculpted the almond paste into skulls and bones. The chocolate that got peeled off was then put on top of the frosting as further decoration.

The recipie itself is easy and straightforward. The only problem was that the cake ended up over-cooked and kind of hard. Less time in the oven the next time we try this. The icing recipie (which is FABULOUS) was altered slightly, putting almond extract in instead of vanilla.

The tag on the little glass bottle reads 'Cyanide', and for giggles, the inside of the bottle was coated in almond oil. If you picked up and sniffed, it smelled like almonds, which made people really really paranoid. To aid in this effort, at the bottom of the print out for the recipie, I added the fact that only 20-40% of the population can actually smell 'bitter almonds' when smelling cyanide. It's a ressisive genetic trait, everyone else it's odour/tasteless.

-Which was researched a while ago, and again last night because it came up while preparing to record the Detective Conan World Podcast. (makes you wonder about Conan/Hakuba/Heiji, that they can all do that).

Unsurprisingly, no one wanted cake, so I have cake to eat here at home, which is nommy, aside from the hardness thing. Mmm... Almond skulls.

Amusingly, one of the scrolls I painted was handed out in court today. It's a decaying skeleton. Go figure.

Baron Zhigmun' and Baroness Aleyd on a Speshul Boar.
Based on 'Proud Finland from the Webcomic 'Scandinavia and the World' by Humon, with input from various Dancing Goats, because it made me giggle for more than 10 minutes. ^^;;

Was reminded at FP tonight that I hadn't posted this, it's been done over a month. Whoops.

My head is so full right now, not really sure where to start.

The cover for the Southern Crusades gatebook has finalised itself in my head and is currently being drawn. We'll see how the rest of the staff likes it.

But it's put me in a very artsy mindset and I'll find myself staring at stuff, entranced by the patterns and the shadows that I used to pay attention to a lot more but haven't in a while, since I haven't needed that part of my brain for a while.
Judging from pedestrians' reactions pretty sure this is leading people to think I'm stoned or something. But they're pretty. ^^;;

Just finished one housesitting job, have another starting Wednesday, that finishes Tuesday and start another one the day after. Result of this is less of a social life, especially since work is giving me more hours since we're picking up again, which means I'm not seeing much of anyone.

On the plus side, funds. The code is starting to corrupt on the decade old laptop, need new one sooner than later. All funds are going towards this. Then I can focus on more Scadian stuff, because, y'know, PLANS.

And OMG I CAN ATTEND AN EVENT!!! Knight Light is tomorrow. It's been... um... more than a handful of months. I think. estrella?

Works been kinda mellow due to low attendance, only had two interesting comments the past few weeks.
-One guy wanted to know if he could dance with the corpses.
-Another one inquired if he could play his penny whistle for them. His wife shot that down as being mean to the bodies.

Writing's been good to... for the alias. :P Over 7,000 words done and posted in the past three days, for the fic that was the last quote on the WiP meme. Gonna ride that story as long as we can, see where it takes us... ^_________^

From Archery Championship 2010

This is my favourite picture of the weekend. ^__^ I had waaaaaaaaay too much fun decorating those wig heads and took an unholy amount of delight in watching them be skewered and shattered by arrows. ^^;;

St. Paddy's Day Parade today! (this was on the back of the 'Society for Perpetual Induldence's float)

Pre-Parade was rather fun, the band for Hotel Congress entertained us with various songs. Such as Black Sabbath's 'Iron Man' sung as 'Irish Man'. Or 'Oh Danny Boy, the Pints... The pints are calling...

Watching lots of little dachshunds trying to scare two Irish Wolfhounds is rather amusing too. Stampede!

Nearly lost my voice doing Xena-like trilling throughout the route, did some facepainting, and had to run off early. it's Pi Day, so therefore there must be Pie. Which was delicious. ^__^

Since Sean is watching Hot Fuzz again, some brain breakage:
Edgar Wright (the Director), Simon Pegg, and Nick Frost discovered Hot Fuzz slash fanfiction last October.
So they decided to write some of their own. ^_______^

From the Estrella XXVI Gatebook, page 6:

Zombie Attack

In case of an apocalyptic Zombie Attack all bets are off. On your way out of site to run for your life, please check the flag pole flying over Aten Royal. If a yellow flag is flying, it means the zombies are old school and can probably be outrun. If a reg flag is flying, it means they are too fast and you should run over as many as you can with your car. And remember, they may have been your best friend before, but once they want to eat your brains, they are not really your friend any-more.

And I've been laughing, saying that we need to garb him like Cacofonix, the Bard. Or maybe like some of the other Asterix characters.

Then on the way home from Fighter Practise tonight, it dawns on me.

( I'm a (not-fat!) LARGE busty red-head. )

[Edit: it would so totally give me an excuse to carry a boar around. XD]

I know that everyone's going nuts over recent find of Saxon gold, the Staffordshire Hoard, that's bigger than the Sutton Hoo, but m'not that crazy over gold, so I'm going nuts over this:

11 feet of spider silk jacquard.

Spun from Madagascar Golden Orb Spider's silk. It's naturally gold coloured silk. *whistles*