So here I am over a thousand miles (1189.83 miles according to mapquest) from my home faire. Due to work issues last year I didn’t get to attend any of the fairs at all, and now I have to find my way to the two I hear are in this state. (I did go to one about 5 years ago with a friend (The Pwca) for one day but I sure don’t remember how to get there now.) Of course at this point with so much of my garb in storage awaiting me to find a regular job and get my own place, Finding my blades and other assorted garb may prove to be an adventure in and of it self. All I know for sure where is, is my cloak and only because it lives in my car. I will admit to having worn it once this winter already out in Mundania. Evidently one little girls grandfather had to be told there really was a guy who was blowing fire and wore a cloak at her friends house, and that she wasn’t making it all up.

   Blowing fire was nice I haven’t had the opportunity to do that in over a year as well… and as a result my lung capacity sucks now. I am afraid my balls just aren’t what they used to be :( (Fire balls for those of you being perverted :P). Hopefully I will get the chance to remedy that however.

   Not sure how often I will post to this blog until I find a faire to attend. So I wouldn’t be looking for regular updates. You have been warned. :)