Post Presidents Day

It is Wednesday and I am sitting in Gecko Expresso freezing my ass off! It could be because of the smoothie or the door being open and letting in the cold breezes of winter. Either way I am shivering and wishing that I had brought a jacket. The current anthem playing is Spice Girls, and I feel like I'm at least shivering to the beat. :-)

So I'm going to break down the weekend day by day, because each day was a very different experience.

Saturday was probably the hardest day that I've had to deal with thus far. I was training at the Mud Stage with, the Wyld Men and Three Guys and a Bunch of Drums. The shows were very cute and the only thing that kept me from wanting to jump into the mud pits were the freezing temperatures and 58 mph winds. It started off just very windy then progressed into a full out monsoon. I made the best out of the situation by finding a 15 pound rock and dragging it around faire calling it my "Pet Rock Harry". People loved it and I will now be continuing the bit in the remaining weekends. After I just couldn't be in the rain anymore I ended up hiding out in the Fairhaven Stage. Luckily all of the stage crew and managers are very cool and we can always laugh and joke about everything. Together we hawked non-existant shows in the pouring rain. :-)

Sunday was definately an improvement. The day started out cloudy, cold and muddy, but tolerable. I was the Stage Manager for the Mud Stage since he had gotten sick the day prior. It was about noon or one when it started pouring again. I lost all feeling in my feet and hands and hid with my fellow stage crew member under the bar and talked with the poeple who ran the drink stand and the man who ran the Wyld Men store. The Wyld Men seeing how cold I was throughout the day actually brought me a wool poncho to wear, hot soup to eat, hot tea to drink and finally a wool blanket to wrap around myself. They literally saved me from getting sick that day and I am eternally greatful to them for it.

Finally there was Monday, the two for one coupon day. It was insane!!! We had bigger crowds than opening weekend , which is saying something. This was my day to dawn the Miguel costume from the popular cartoon on PBS, "Maya and Miguel". Needless to say that when you put me in a performance position I automatically become more crazy, but the costume also made me anonymous..... hehehe. This usually means trouble. ;-) So I spent the first half of the day running around in a giant head hugging, waving and running after people. I may have hijacked some games, done acrobatics, and shook some junk as well.. So after bring a bobble head for most of the day, I helped around on random stages until the end of the day drum jam started. I did some dancing then headed to juggling and worked on my juggling skills with Gypsy Geoff, Madison and Melissa. I then got one step closer to my final goal and did a shoulder stand with Jimmy from Barely Balanced and practiced some backbends with Marge, their new small.

It is supposed to rain this weekend. So hopefully it will still be a super awesomesauce weekend.

Riki just walked in, he is clearly stalking me.... Damn! This always happens to me with men.

About to begin Week 2!

Dear Riki, thank you for forcing me to leave my house. I do need people to call me on my bullshit, and I'm am incredibly lucky to have you as a friend.

So...... here I am, sitting in a Barnes and Noble out in Mesa. I have smoothie in one hand and I'm rocking out to some Glee, which is making everyone else in the Coffee Shop portion give me wierd looks.

Anyways back to the Renaissance Festival :-) My faire name is Lucetta Harbottle or Lucy and I was the first bearer of the Cone of Shame. I know that I didn't write thru rehersals... The truth is that I completely forgot about it. So anyways opening weekend was last weekend and we begin the our three day weekend tomorrow. Even with a few rough patches in the first weekend, I had a blast! I know that we are supposed to be transported back to the Elizabeathan Era, but it feels more like a boarding high school. You have your druggies and tweakers from both the local and traveling cast, your invisible and confused freshman which are the newbies (which is where I am at), Student Government from the people who have been here for 5+ years, and finally the popular kids who are the acts and some of the lane performers. The most amazing thing is that no matter who you are or what you are doing at the festival, as soon as those gates open and we become our characters, it doesn't matter. We are all making the world real and in little bits, we all make it happen every day.

The only problem that I am running into is the fact that I moved an hour away from all of my friends back in Phoenix, Glendale and Scottsdale. I feel very out of the loop with them and I haven't really made any "hang out" friends out here yet. So I'm constantly alone in my house which is driving me mad. The local cast, which I know, are mostly back in Phoenix or farther and only come in on the weekends. While the traveling cast, which I don't know, is a very close knit group that just makes me nervous to be around. I become incredibly awkward and make comments to a completely silent response or better yet I try to act cool and fail miserably. I just need to relax and be myself, because I am actually a super cool awesome girl with hilarious jokes. (Shut up Riki) So hopefully soon I will find some peeps to hang with.

And finally I just would like to share that I am indeed working on my juggling, belly dancing, and acrobat/contortion skills. I actually spent both then end of faires watching the people juggling near the gates. Somehow I've gotten it into my head that watching them will make it easier for me to learn. I will keep going and practicing with my little balls until I get them down, then I will move onto clubs, then I will stand on someones shoulders while juggling.

I WILL GET THAT DONE BEFORE THE ARIZONA RENAISSANCE FESTIVAL ENDS IF IT KILLS ME!

So I know that I have hit my 100 word assignment and I hope that it was intersting, I'm been distracted by the girl next to me doing a powerpoint about the "Black Lung Disease". Is that a tickle in the back of my throat??? DAMNIT!