“I call that a bargain”

It’s 9:33 Sunday evening and I’m at the end of another good weekend. You just gotta like that. There’s something mindless playing on the television, but I’m not paying attention to it because my Ipod has results of my latest playlist creation playing. Shall we have a musical interlude? Why yes, I think we shall.

Run your car off the side of the road,
get stuck in a ditch way out in the middle of nowhere...
Get yourself in a bind, lose your shirt off your back,
need a floor, need a couch, need a bus fare...
This is where the rubber meets the road,
this is where the cream is gonna rise...
This is what you really didn’t know,
this is where the truth don’t lie 

Chorus:
You find out who your friends are,
somebody’s gonna drop everything,
run out and crank up their car,
hit the gas, get there fast, never stop to think
“What’s in it for me”, or “its way to far”
They just show on up…with their big ‘ol heart...
You find out who your friends are…… 

Not a whole lot to report about my work week. It sucked, but that’s why they have to pay me. Tuesday night however was rather interesting. Our local SCA group is/has been suffering from some internal communication problems that have manifested themselves in various ways over the last few months, and Tuesday night we held the second of a series of ….I guess you could call them “discussion” or perhaps “philosophy” meetings designed to address those communication problems. It went very smoothly, lots of good points were made and nobody got angry or got their feeling’s hurt.
Saturday was the true highlight of the week. Barbarian Brawl is a wonderful one day event hosted by the Barony of Small Gray Bear, and one that I always enjoy going to each year. This year in particular I was looking forward to it because two very good friends of mine were serving as autocrat and feastocrat for the first time. It was a great time. Let me tell you about it…..
I awoke after three hours sleep way to early Saturday morning. The reason I only had three hours of sleep is that I had promised Lady Deahe, the autocrat, that I’d make a chain to use as a prize for one of the tournaments, and I didn’t get it finished until late Friday evening. So, I was awake at 5:30, and unlike a work day when I have to get up at that ungodly hour I was full of energy. Showered and dressed by 6:15 and ready to roll. Kat arrived about 6:45 and we got her gear loaded and left to go pick up Her Highness Kenna. After picking her up we then crossed the Mighty Mississippi heading west. A short stop for breakfast and to pick up Duchess Linnet and Brandi in West Memphis and it was on to the site location at ASU Bebe.
We arrived about 10:00 AM, and quickly trolled in. It was a beautifully sunny day, but very, very hot. I stayed outside watching the fighting for a while, but frequently took breaks to get back inside, in the air conditioning. Her Highness was well attended, so I didn’t have much entourage duty, so I spent the day doing what I like most at SCA events: talking with old friends and making new ones. I was able to spend some time talking with Paul and Kat, with Neal, with Cucullin, and many, many others.
My class was scheduled for 1:15 Pm, and I had a whopping three people show up for it. I can’t claim it was a real class, but it was four people sitting and talking about about a topic for an hour, and I enjoyed it. I hope the attendees did as well.
The rest of the afternoon was spent the way the morning was; talkign with friends. I got some ideas for a couple of different projects I want to pursue from Brandr and from Hrothgar. Had a rather spirited discussion with Gresch. Watched some of the afternoon heavy weapons tournament, some of the rapier tournament, and before I really knew what time it was, it was time for court. Their Excellencies Hrothgar and Brianna hold a rather interesting court that combines feast with court. It is historically accurate for their time period, and it was unlike any court I’d ever been to before. Much less formal, and very, very entertaining. I was particularly moved by the attention they gave to Liam, who will soon be again departing for Iraq. That was very, very cool.
The feast itself was truly excellent. Lady Eithne and her staff outdid themselves. My particular favorites were the beef served in a bread bowl, the pork, and the bleeding fish pie.
After court it was time to load up and head for home. Again the trip home was filled with conversation and laughter. It was a great, great, great day. And it reinforced a thought I’d had last week while driving home from Cerridwyn and Gordon’s home: There are a great number of things about the SCA that I wish were different. There are lot of things about our Society that I wish would change, etc. etc. However, if dealing with those things are the price I have to pay to have days like I had that day, if that is the price I have to pay in order to spend time with good friends, well that’s a price I’ll gladly pay. To steal a line from one of my favorite musical acts, “I call that a bargain, the best I ever had”.

Cormac