The Fairer Season.

So, I don't know if I've made it clear but I work at a Renaissance Faire. This may come as a shock to newer readers and people who got here via a google search for underwater basket weaving, women's red underpants, how to fix the blue screen of death or why is the sky blue. (Did I put those tings there to try to attract misdirected googlers? I'll let you be the judge.) Why might that be unclear you ask. Well, it occurred to me that I've barely mentioned faire at all this season. This is a travesty because really as far as my life goes I have nothing that makes me as happy as the time I spend at Bristol. I learn more from each BAPA session I sit in on than I did in whole semesters with Rod. I fall more madly in love at Bristol, I feel more drastically elated at Bristol and I yearn when I am away from Bristol more than anywhere else.

That being said you may now prepare for the blog to focus on the escapades of myself and my brilliant castmates and almost completely ignore the events between Monday and Friday for the rest of the season. If the past years of blogging have been any indication anyway.

From here on out you may assume the following events have taken place.
Monday, I sleep in and get to work sometime around 11:30.
Tuesday, I wake up as early as I can. (The goal is 5:30. Hasn't happened yet)
Wednesday, see Tuesday.
Thursday, see Wednesday.
Friday, see Thursday but they let me out early so I get extra time to prep for Faire.

You may safely assume I will have made a smattering of sales here and there exceptional sales will no doubt warrant some mention. It will likely appear on the twitter.

And So It Begins...

The rehearsals for Devil and the Baker's wife have been going steadily up. The show looks better every time and so far we've managed to make it a pretty good show. I think it's going to be really quite adorable. We've worked out most of the kinks, we're off book and the show gets funnier with every run. I'm looking forward to seeing the little changes that will now inevitably fall in here and there. I 'm also looking forward to finally having a devil transformation which actually works.

So, I'm The Devil, The Baker and The Devil's Messenger in that show. Needless to say I'm a little excited about it. Ever since I first started going to the Ohio faire I've wanted to do a show like this one. The Swordsmen were (okay, kinda still are) my idols and the Mud Show (www.moremud.com) guys dedication continues to amaze me.

So when I say that my street character is eating my brain more I want you to understand how odd that seems. I have fallen completely in love with Bernard. I really enjoy the simplicity of the interactions I can have with him. It removes the pressure of being clever. Bernard is not clever. Any cleverness that comes out of me while I'm being Bernard will actually have to come out as a mistake. I love it. Bernard's humour is more about being simple. He's the person who knows less about Renaissance England than the patron by virtue of only ever having been in Renaissance Pocklington until just now.

I'm also super excited about the rest of the street cast. We are, by and large, the lowest and most despised kind of people you could eer hope to love. peasants like myself and Odiferious Thunderbottom, criminals like Jasper Trustworthy and Maggie Pie. We have three witches, the Normyl Sisters, who are a cartload of funny. The closest thing we have to legitimacy is a free lance spy and the sisters Chatterly. The only legitimately employed one being our sole remaining town crier. We also have some hookers and who doesn't like hookers.

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