I have started working more-than-full-time recently, and I don’t feel like writing about that right now because it makes me really angry and frustrated, and thus incoherent. Therefore, I will write a little bit about the gun show that my father and I went to, and my thoughts thereon. Read the rest of this entry »
So, I went to it. Meredith O. and Blake S. and I set off in the afternoon, parked, and then roamed desperately seeking our shuttle ride to Auditorium Shores. By that time, I was getting extra-grumpy, mostly because I was ravenously hungry.
Anyways, we finally got there, I ate, we roamed around a bit, and then we three [Meredith, Blake, and I] went to our volunteer shifts. Meredith worked ID Check, while Blake and I worked the concession stand. By far, this was my favorite volunteer shift during the Fest. I worked hard, but was in the shade with lots of ice. The working part was definitely the best part. Read the rest of this entry »
Becca O. and I got there about an half-hour after doors, which were at 7.00PM. The first opening band, Insect Fable, had already finished up and cleared off the stage, and a playlist was blasting over the formidable speaker system. We poked around; there were several street-performers out doing their things; living statues, hula-hoop-dancers, mimes, et cetera. Read the rest of this entry »
Sometimes I like the little things that either pull me back to Earth or pull my perceptions of others back to Earth. The following are some examples: Read the rest of this entry »
