Of swishy pokes and electrical gremlins.
In case anyone asks, I remembered why I rarely go out to fighter practice. I got home around 11:30 and wasn’t asleep until after midnight, then tossed and turned for a good portion of the rest of the night. I am utterly exhausted today.
With that said, I had a great time and had forgotten how much fun it is to be involved in SCA fighting. Some damn good people in those groups and I realized how much I have missed that. I even got a lot of compliments on my new rapier kit, which made me feel like the effort thus far has been worthwhile. Now all I need to do is adjust my new gorget so it fits properly and can fight in it. Hopefully it will be at completion some time this weekend.
Right. Next order of business: Motorcycle.
Which is a bit amusing to point this out as the next order of business, since I have not yet heard back from the shop as to any progress which may (or may not) have been made.
I am thinking that it may be useful to have them keep it until after War since I won’t be needing it while I am out on site in my silly clothes. I think I may have to swing by the shop at lunch today to see where they are at and let them know to keep it for the next week and a half until I return from Great Western War, at which point I expect it to be fixed and running perfectly.
Sorry bout the disjointedness of this post. I don’t think my brain has quite caught up to my fingers yet.