I managed to reattach the grommet I had popped on my new pouch. After reattaching it I took some heavy black thread and couched both grommets. They should now be immune to pulling out and as an added bonus the pouch looks much nicer. The black thread tends to blend in with the trim and the very fabric itself. I find myself thinking that I should have done that from the get go…
This past weekend at Faire was a wild one to say the least. In addition to insane weather which included rain, tornados, and searing heat there was FOF feast. There was so much food left over they continued it on Sunday. I just couldn’t believe how much food there was.
As I was getting ready in the morning before faire I noticed I had popped a rivit on my mug strap. I have had that strap since I started coming to faire 10 years ago and really would reather not part with it so I found a vendor willing to fix it for me. To do so I had to remove my belt. They fixed it in no time flat, but that of course left me beltless. When I went to FOF to reassemble myself I found that I had also broken my camera pouch. I somehow managed to stretch the leather enough to pull the belt loop off the three rivets that held it in place.
A few hours laetr I managed to break my over the shoulder pouch that I’ve been using for CD’s…
Not a good garb weekend… I did finally manage to work the rivits back through the leather and get the pouch back together but I didn’t trust it enough to use it.
Well last ngiht I stopped into Hobby Lobby and bought a sewing awl to make a better repair of my pouch. I have never done any leather work before so I was a bit nervous about it. To my utter surprise it went quite well. In an hour I managed to sew pretty straight lines of stitching above the two rows of rivits on my camera pouch. It is my hope that it will now hold up and be immune to any more problems. I even pulled out the polyurethane glue and put a drop on each knot to keep it from untying on me.
I highly reccomend that glue, as it has managed to bond things previously thought to be immune to glue. 😀
Tonights project will be to attempt repair on my hanging pouch as I will be needing it for Sunday.
Happy Dave Day everyone. Dave Day? Yup, Dave Day. Aa buddy of mine (Yes his name is Dave ) has a party every year with his friends family neighbors etc on July 27. It is known as Dave Day. 🙂 So Happy Dave Day to all!
For anyone wondering I finished the latest Harry Potter book at 10:30 pm Saturday… I probably should not admit this on here but oh well.. I read about 1/4 of it on the drive on the tollway to Librertyville. Now before you lecture me on how dangerious that is keep in mind it was tollway driving on a friday during rushhour. Don’t forget I’m a fast reader and jsut so I appear even more wierd than normal I can temporarily take a mental picture of a few lines of the book long enough to read it in my head. So the time spent looking away from the road while driving was not all that great. I did feel a pnag or two of guilt when I saw the State Farm insurance billbord showing a guy reading a book in his car that said “Dumbest Library Ever”. So at least im not the only guy doing that 🙂
I find myself painfully reminded why I don’t read for pleasure all that often. Last night on a whim I picked up the latest Harry Potter book at Wal-Mart while grocery shopping. Now I know me, and I know this was a VERY bad thing to have done. Why did I do it? I find myself asking, well the answer is no better than the question itself… Anyway the point is rather than excersicing self control I opend the cover and began to read moments after getting home. I’m sure there are those that will argue for eitehr side as to how good the book is but that is besides the point. I have a problem, when I read any book for pleasure… I CAN’T PUT IT DOWN with out great pain… I am one of those loons that will sit and read a book cover to cover w/o stopping to notice time at all. I fored myself to leave this book in the car (yes I was reading it while driving, yes I know thats dangerous, yes I know…) today while at work or I would have accomplished nothing at all. Now I find myself sitting here nearly shaking like some drug addict looking for his next fix.. . I feel like half my mind is trapped in the darn thing and can’t get out until I finish that last page… I want to continue reading the book… I am already probably 1/4 of the way through it… Sigh.. only 15 mins to go before I can leave… I’m sure this disorder has somethign to do with why I work in a library, or perhaps the disorder came about becasue I work in a library. I’m pretty sure its the other way around though, as I’ve bene like this as long as I can remember. I remeber saturday mornign cartoons with the little commercial break things you know the public service announcements with “Captain O.G. Readmore” (yes I know the song if you are wondering) and I remember watching those PSA’s and identifying with the goofy cat…
Yes I know… Strange…
I am supposed to drive up to Libertyville to visit with friends and stay the night at their place to be closer to Faire this weekend but I’m not sure if I am going to or not. I find myself wanting to do nothign else but read the book… Also I haven’t yet packed anyhting for the weekend and don’t even know where to begin… That certainly slows down my packing and motivation…
Arrrgh… Oh well nearly time to go home…
Neisha just IMed me with a tidbit. The documentary that includes Thomas Neuendel is going to be on the Sundance channel.
Weekend number two has come and gone. This weekend like the one prior to it was hot. This weekend though was much hotter than last. I managed to keep myself well hydrated thanks to Bob, and the others at the friar. They, combined with FOF were a godsend. Saturday saw the return of Bounding Main for one of thier two apperances at Bristol. We were of course ready for them. We were asked to help them with a new audience participation thing where they start out with “Ahoy Audience!” and the audience yells back “Ahoy Bounding Main!!!”. We of course couldn’t resist playing with them. We smuggled in a dozen bags of the lunch pack size chips ahoy cookies. When the time came they yelled out “Ahoy Audience!” we yelled back “CHIPS AHOY BOUNDING MAIN!!!” and tossed our cookies. The resulting chaos and roars of laughter was well worth it. Best of all they took it in stride, laughing all the way. In fact it went over so well that we repeated it thier 3rd show. (You can’t do these things every time, or it’s expected…)
Towards the end of the day there was an impromptu revel at midsummers that brought back a flood of memories. By the time it was over I felt like I could walk on air. It is really hard to explain how much the revel and the music at faire really means to me.
Sunday brought even more heat and more importantly the return of Seelie Court!!! I left Tony’s apartment and took about 6 steps and decided that I was a fool to have thought I could wear my green doublet. I pulled it off and continued to faire having made the descision to buy a lightweight THIN doublet. When we finally got in the faire I was already sweating up a storm and had gone through one bottle of water and a bottle of propell fitness water Tony and Carrie gave me.
When I got in I met up with Seelie Court and mentioned my need to purchase lightweight clothing. After a little conversation I dragged Juli along and we hit House of Dra. It’s very odd not having Debbi there. Juli and ended up settling on one of the sleeveless shirts, wine in color. We rejected a bright red one because it, combined with my green cap made me look like a freakishly large Christmas lawn decoration. HOHOHO
After making my purchaase and stopping by Bob I met up again with Seelie Court and we wandered around before their first show. Jon played MacGregors perls for Craig of Farrington. Craig seemed to like it. We then proceded back stage to get ready for thier 1st show and I once again got ready to sell CD’s as 4 of 1 / Wohlers Media Player 🙂 (I had a bit of a surprise ready for that too)
When we started to approach Midsummers stage they had quite a large audience. The town criers had been workign their magic. The show went well I thoguht. At one point I sat a family down for the show. A few moments later Seelie started Kepper Jack and I volunteered thier older son. 🙂 The first show seemed to go by much to fast as Juli’s daughter and I got back into the swing of things and before I knew it it was over.
The day progressed on, the heat rose and the crowds dwindled. I popped into FOF garden a few times, Karl seemed to have his hands full manning the Water, Gatoraid and overheated FOFers. It was decided there would be another set at the former guildhall stage. To my own, and everyone elses surprise I managed to sell a CD to a man from Quebec before the 1st song was even over.
Towards the end of the day there was a nice sing-a-long set at the old wash well with Jon, Jess, Lindsay, David and Heather. That set lasted for a good 30 minutes or so and everyone seemed to have a great time. When that set was over a bunch of musicians “accidentally” ran into each other over by the former guildhall stage. That set was wonderful too. While the set was going on there was a huge audience that gathered around to watch. The audience was made up of a LOT of the Bristol “regular” music fans. It’s funny how the grapevine works around faire. By the time that set was over I was compleetly wiped, but extreemly happy none the less.
We finished up the day with dinner at Perkins, Seelie joined us and we had a pretty good dinner.