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Well, back from May Potrero War. Coughing up an amazing amount of dust right now.

Random thoughts.

The three poems I did for Talanque's memorial bardic, (including his memorial poem), were not only well received, I ended up with applause - and requests for more poems. Wow. The next day, I even had two merchants complement me on them - and gifted me with a biggens cap and a t-shirt for it.

I am *so* not used to the concept of being applauded and praised for my poetry.

Gate was between 2100 and 2300 from what I was told. Amazing the amount of people we tempted from the thrilling night life and decadent flesh pots that is Downtown Potrero.......

All three nights, I had nightmares most of the night. I was actually tempted to leave site a few times because of them.

Two friends were announced as the next Reeve ane Reevess of the Barony of Angels. Yay!!!

Was finally able to get Lisa's dragon fixed, as well as my own. Since there were the first batch of dragons the vendor made, she gave me one card for one free dragon as an apology for the "wing molt" problem. I gave the card to Lisa, since she was without her dragon while I was trying to get them fixed, she deserved the free one.

Got to spend a small amount of time with Lisa. Was very nice to see her.

Got to spend time with [livejournal.com profile] ag_unicorn, [livejournal.com profile] dancing_star, [livejournal.com profile] thats_ms_dragon, and their assorted kids. That was fun. [livejournal.com profile] thats_ms_dragon's youngest is only 2 days younger than my daughter, would be seriously cool to get them together for a play date.

Ended up working *once* as a Chirurgeon. Gentle ambled into [livejournal.com profile] ag_unicorn, [livejournal.com profile] thats_ms_dragon, & [livejournal.com profile] dancing_star's camp, somewhat blotto. Ened up passing out. [livejournal.com profile] ag_unicorn and me managed to deal with him, and discovered nobody, including Mr. Blotto, knew who he was or who he was with. So, in case somewhat was looking for him, I went to Chirurgeon's point, signed in, filled out the paperwork, and did a follow-up on him before I went to bed. Report the next day was that he woke about 1 or 2am, said his name was Skip (Skip Loaded??), and wandered off to his camp. Where he more than likely spent the morning praying for death. if his hangover was like his drunk was.

Nightmares had me scared to sleep. Gak. A white noise generator I brought helped a bit, but I had mixed results with the earplugs - two nights they somewhat worked, one night the pressure in my ears was too much. (That also being the night that I was awakened at 2am or so by the Barfenberg Concerto playing a few camps down. Blegh)

House Ravenspur is a batch of good people. I'm happy to be a member. :-)

I need to get an decent GPS unit. Anyone have suggestions?

BayCon next year? Mayhaps.

I never knew how much I depend on my Handspring Visor Prism until I deliberately left it at home. Gak.

Starting to think I need to set up a poly and/or LJ meetup for Fall Potrero.

Later thoughts as I decompress.

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