Basically, now that I’m an officer in my local SCA barony I gotta do the newsletter every month. Taken one way, it takes about an hour to do. Taken another way, it takes about four days. I’m really kind of hoping that that latter number starts coming down, but I’m not confident that it will. And it’s not the cowboy days of the SCA, twenty or so years ago… Continue reading So, the first week of the month’s gonna be weird for me.
Essentially, I have to drive five hours on Saturday morning to make it to an one-hour meeting, then crash that night at a hotel, and drive five hours back the next day. It’s SCA business: I’m the new chronicler for my barony, and we all have to attend a meeting like this every year. Since my kingdom (Atlantia) stretches from Maryland to South Carolina, you can largely count on fun trips like this every year.
Also, in unrelated news: I’ve suddenly discovered a burning desire to join a Northern Principality for Atlantia movement. Go figure.
But now I can’t find the video. Gulf Wars is a SCA war that takes place down in Mississippi in the month of March (when it’s considerably warmer than other places in the USA); the tank was a Da Vinci model. They’d never let it on the Pennsic battlefield (August, Pennsylvania), but Gulf Wars is rather more easygoing about neat stuff. It was an amusing image, too: as far as I could tell, they moved the tank by pushing it and the dude ‘driving’ it walked in the middle with his helmet visible so that a pike could maybe get at it. I have no idea how the marshals were ruling attacks by the guy, or even if he was allowed to make attacks on his own. Doesn’t matter though; it’d be enough to be able to say No sh*t, there I was, driving a tank in the field battle.
Anyway, amusing image. Guess you had to have been there. Or seen it yourself.
PS: Hey, Leonardo Da Vinci was Fifteenth Century AD. That makes it period, hey? With room to spare. At least in the Kingdom of Gleann Abhann.
For lo: look now on the works of my people. Well, one of my peoples. The Bomticc Tapestry shows the first fifty years of the SCA, embroidered in a style evocative of the Bayeux Tapestry (which is, of course, not actually a true tapestry).
I don’t expect folks who aren’t in the SCA to entirely ‘get’ how cool this is for me, but: it’s pretty cool. And I pray to God that it survives, and confuses the living HELL out of scholars in the year 3045 AD. Just for the fun of it.
I’m not asking why. That’s your business. But if you need to do it, play this.
‘This’ being Black Nag, which is one of the standard go-to beginning dances taught to all SCA newcomers. So… watch for the person who has cocked his or her head to the side, visibly counting the beats, and twitching his or her foot. There. That’s your SCAdian.
When a man broke into Karen Dolley’s home on Thursday night, her training in medieval combat came in handy. So did her sword.
…which is to say, it ended with the guy cowering manfully in a corner and being really really really sorry that he had invaded the nice woman’s house and oh, wow, here are some wonderful policemen come to save him. My only problem with this story? Pretty much everybody I know is going to send me a link to it.
Via Raw Story, which by the way is apparently having difficulty telling the difference between ‘cosplay,’ and ‘martial art.’ Ach, well, sometimes it’s hard for the mainstream to understand the counter-culture. I need to remember that.
That’s what I gotta do tonight. Well, more accurately I gotta revise poems, but that’s pretty close to what I’m doing. Gonna be a surprise, but I don’t think very many of my household brothers/sisters actually read this blog anyway.