Those like us! Damn Few! And they’re all DEAD!” -Old Jacobite Toast On this day in 1746, Prince Charles was routed at the battle of Colloden Moor. This led to the the most brutal of the highland clearances, the end of any serious armed support for Scottish independence, and Bonnie Prince Charlie’s introduction to cross [...]
Had an awesome time out at Autumn Pioneer Days. We camped, talked to the public, drank, ate, drank, smelled bad, drank, ate some more, and did very little else. I needed that. Really bad. Now it’s back to work. Hopefully I won’t have to unfuck too much stuff. Fixing the Habit: Day 37
Got home last night to the dulcet tones of my alcoholic neighbors blasting shitty music and arguing in drunkenese. When they realized we were home, they came out of their apartment and pumped me for information because they were “worried” when we were gone for a few days. Yeah, whatever… One of these days, I [...]
..when the cops are partying too. In uniform. (I love this webcomic. I don’t know why, since I’m kind of the anti-hipster, but I’m addicted to Questionable Content) Had something similar happen at a reenactment a few years back. Everyone around us crapped out kind of early, so I headed over to where I heard [...]
Back from Macktown. Bit soggy this weekend, but the event stayed open so I’m a happy guy, even though I have to hang my canvas up in the basement to dry. Attendance was way down this year. I think it was from a combination of weather, registration problems, and the fact that there was another [...]
Laptop is getting disconnected and stored in a safe place so I get off my ass and get shit done. Got to work tonight, then have to get the 75 empty fast food bags cleaned out of the van, finish the leggings for the kids, pick up beer and chow, pack my shit, and tomorrow [...]
(SNNNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF) “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….” Just a hint of wood smoke, black powder, and spilled booze scent in my camp blankets… Blood pressure drops by 10 points.
The 10 day forecast, naturally, has the this upcoming weekend slated for isolated thunderstroms. This weekend is my first living history event of the year, the Gathering at Macktown. Last year, quite a few folks bugged out because of the weather. I didn’t. My thoughts have always been that this is my escape, and freezing [...]
…Those like us Damn few…. and they’re all dead. I really need to retake this pic with a proper blue bonnet and minus the fox tail….
(Sung to the tune of “Men in tights” from the Mel Brooks movie “Robin Hood: Men in Tights”. Lyrics by Matt (our Clan Leader), Contagion, Me, Wes, and other members of Clan Chattan of Rockford. Possibly most likely while piss drunk, so I know at least half these lyrics are wrong. Sing in worst scottish [...]
