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I arrived Friday night. My flight left an hour late but arrived only 30 mins late. After a quick stop at Wal-Mart to replace confiscated toiletries, I was in my room on site around 10:30 pm.

Saturday morning I was up around 5:45 am then we fed the horses around 7 am. The squires began arriving around 7:30 (some earlier) then we walked the horses from their paddock across the parking lot to their stalls backstage. I was told that I would ride in the 2, 4, and 6 pm shows and that I would be on Otto. My role was merely to keep a horse from being alone so I just rode out with the Marshall of the List here and just shadowed him.

I got to watch the first show from the amazing dais here. It was great. Then the fun began. Otto as always was a kick, sometimes literally, the entire weekend. I did manage to dodge all of his blows and he never even got to bite me. Oh, but he tried. On the field he was great. Once he realized how easy his day would be he really began to enjoy it. Until he would get bored just standing around.

The shows went fine Saturday and Sunday and I was on Otto both days. The squires here do a really great job and everyone just welcomed me with open arms so the shows were very easy.

Halfway through the day on Saturday Roy handed me a gorget that he had been worling on. His stall was next to mine so I watched him make it from start to finish. He said that was mine for riding this weekend when originally I was just going to be "hanging out." Here it is..

So now I own my first piece of armour. :)

The excitement began on Monday. I got to ride Zeuk for the first two shows and I was thrilled. Roy said Ripper would ride Otto and he was going to ride Hobart. First show was thrilling.

The other marshall and I would ride out, each ride up one side of the arena, then turn into the list coming down to the first stanchion (the third from the dais) where we sat while the other riders would enter two at at time at a trot, pulling away from us at the center stanchion.

The English knights ride out (Ripper on Otto and Jon on Chance) and everything is fine. They pull out to the left and everything is fine. Out comes the Holy Roman Empire (Roy on Hobart and Paul on Malachi). We look up and Hobart is hauling ass. Malachi is refusing to lose to him so its a horse race. Roy is charging right down the right side of the list (on collision course with me) and Paul on the left (a collision course with Larry, their marshall). I see Roy throw down his banner and pull back on the reins. I think then how unfortunate it is that Hobart has been asserting himself over Zeuk lately. Zeuk and I hold our ground, as does Larry on Caeser.

Roy and Paul peel out in opposite directions right in front of us.

One small hiccup during the games, when Paul's girth strap loosens (Malachi obviously exhaled all of his bloating) and his saddle slid over. Then during the joust, on the first pass, Hobart ran full out at the gates under the dais. He made a sharp turn at the end and launched Roy into the locked gates, knocking them open.

The rest of the day was not so bad. I rode Zeuk again at 2 then Otto for the last two shows. The last show was a little off, because Zeuk started running out of the list again and before long Hobart had decided enough was enough and he charged over to where we were all around the mounting block. Very interesting.

Overall, this weekend was just amazing! I had a blast.

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This weekend at the Great Lakes Medieval Festival I filled in for Gene since he would not be there. I rode in his place in full armour and just did ground fights and baston. All in all it was a good weekend. Remember whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger. :)

Saturday started out well enough. I was given notes from the first show that I needed to react more in the baston course and to speed up my ground fight. That note was common to all three shows that day. Well it was the first time I had fought in full armour. Second show on Saturday during the baston course I lost my reins. (For those who do not know, the baston course entails two knights chasing each other at a canter stopping three times to circle to the right and hit each other's helmest with wooden clubs.) Other than running the wrong way once, I did alright with no reins. All leg commands. Third show was fine. Roy got to hit me then but I felt it was my best show so far. The claustrophobia from the helmet was gone.

Sunday continued the same. First show I just let it all hang out and really got my speed up in the ground fight and my baston course was fine. Ripper took my baston at the end and broke it over my head. So unfair. Second show is where it got interesting. My ground fight got even better and I was feeling good about myself as we set up for baston. I looked through the visor of my helmet to see Cody signalling. I heard my name announced. I signalled and spurred my horse to action.

The right stirrup fell to the ground. There I was doing the baston course with only one stirrup. I got the first two turns fine and continued on the chase for the last. As I leaned to make that right turn I felt my weight shift. My weight and the armour's weight. Suddenly I felt myself sliding.

I knew then that I was coming out of the saddle. A moment of clarity struck then. I released my reins, relaxed my body, cleared my mind of worry and let gravity take its course, all the while thinking to myself "About time." The slide from the saddle seemed to last forever; the trip to ground was instant. I came down on my right hip. It didn't feel so bad. I lay there looking at the blue sky through my visor, seeing nothing but that color, happy that finally I had fallen. The fear of the fall was no longer an unknonwn fear but one I had experienced.

Two little faces appeared in those eye slits; it was the squires sent to stand me up. I got up, my helmet was removed and I looked at my horse waiting at the mounting block. A part of me did not want to re-mount. I walked to that block, checked that my stirrup had been fixed and re-mounted my horse. It felt good. I felt liberated. I rode down the field to take my place at the end of the list and finish the show.

My body ached afterwards and part of me wanted to quit. I pushed that away and mounted without complaint for our last show. My best one personally yet. My fight was fast and fluid and my baston course was smooth. Roy did make my ears ring. LOL

Today I ache. My body screams out in protest. There are big purple bruises on my hip and thigh. My hip is swollen. But I am stronger for it. I am a better rider for it. And I will continue to get better with each new test.

Roy looked at me at the end of the day and said it was good to know that he had me as an alternate now for the future.

It was a great weekend, bumps and bruises in all. And I would not change a bit of it.
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Another Tennessee faire season comes to a close. My sixth. Once more it is the day after Memorial Day and my body is hating me for coming to work. My voice is gone. That has become my habit in recent years. I just let it all out on that last day. I have been told that I am pushing it too hard but honestly just understand that it is such a joy to me to be up there calling those jousts that I do not mind. I almost relish the hoarseness as a badge of honour. The knights have their bruises and scars. I can't talk.

This year was a very different time for me. In some ways it was my best year ever. In other ways, it was my most difficult year. I did things that I have never done before. I expanded my abilities and at the same time I gave up a lot of other responsibilities. My head banged against the wall often as I was moving through this period but now I can move on. There were times my mood was ill and my temper short. But through it all I was having fun. Never forget that.

Old bits were slightly revived ala the "Daughter wall" and another arrest. The time I had in the lanes was enjoyable. The peasants who played along with myself and any of the nobles were just amazingly outstanding. And the people who took my place on that joust dais while I was on horseback did such a great job. I was very impressed and happy with their performance and I hope I was able to convey that to them.

It was a strange year for me. A hard year. Sometimes extremely hard. But it was a good year. This last weekend, especially yesterday, was just some of the most fun I have ever had. The idea of the 1812 Overture (as begun by Kelly) being played down the list with the cannons being the knights crashing together just made me smile. Watching those jousts on the dais once more, spending that time with my friends, both old and new, entertaining so many people means more to me than you can ever know.

There was drama, of course, there always is. But its done. Its over and it will not be considered again. Move on and get over it.

Through all of this year as good, bad, beautiful, and ugly as it was, I had the support of a few very close, very good friends. For that I am extremely grateful. It is not easy to find people who are true to you and loyal. People who befriend you merely to be your friend and share your company. When you find friends like that, cherish them; support them; and be there for them.

To all my friends who supported me, thank you. I could not have done this without you.

So what's next? Today, just stupid work. But soon, I return to ride on the farm again. I miss Zeuk and Max. And I feel like a nice long trail ride.

And then?

Great Lakes.

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Auditions for the 2007 Tennessee Renaiisance Festival were this weekend. After months of waiting they finally arrived. Monologues were memorized and friends were seen for the first time in months. I managed, true to form, to arrive early on Saturday was able to go first. I just wanted to get it over with as I hate auditioning. I understand its purpose, but I still hate it.

After the audition was over, we visited for a while, then off for lunch at O'Charleys and movies/video games at my place later. That was a lot of fun. Then I took Kelly up to audition on Sunday morning before I had rehearsals for Much Ado....

Last night I got the call from Ryan (and by "call" I mean "IM") telling me who I had been cast as. He and I have had several discussion about who I wanted to be and who he wanted me to be. I do dearly love the role of Walsingham that I have played for the last three years; I even feel that I have become more and more like him every year. At the same time, I wanted to be someone different, a particular role I had not played in a few years. Someone I felt was better suited for my new activities at faire. And the ideas that Ryan had for this year could make it possible to resprise that role.

And then he tells they have cast me as Thomas Howard, the 4th Duke of Norfolk. For those of you who not know my love and knowledge of the Howard family, you will. I can literally recite a rather good history of the family spanning 6 generations from 1483 to 1596. And I often carry around a copy of the 4th Duke's bio.

To say that I am happy to have this role back would be an understatement.

And I know talking to a lot of my friends who have been cast that their roles seem to be what they wanted as well. This year should be a lot of fun. Some Walsingham bits of mine will be missed. No more "man of the people" or espionage. Time to think up new and diabolical things to do. :)

Anyway, congratualtions to any and all of my fellow cast members who are reading this!
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....It was a normal day, just like today.

It was a Friday, as memory serves. A payday even. I woke up thinking it would be just another day. Its funny how those days change your life forever.

And it was normal day; nothing out of the ordinary happened....

....until around 1:00 PM EST.

That was when the truck I was driving was spinning out of control across 3 lanes of traffic as I looked up into the cab of the semi that had hit me. I remember the driver's face. I never saw him again, but I see his face often. My truck rolled and I had one of those crashes like one would expect to see in the Lethal Weapon movie franchise. I remember staring at my socks and shoes as I hung upside in the truck, suspended by my seatbelt with a hacksaw perilously close to my head. The irony, is those socks and shoes were the only clothes not destroyed by the paramedics. I do not remember the second semi that very nearly hit me as I came to rest, upside down, 4 lanes and one ditch from where I began.

You learn to appreciate life when you have stared death in the face; when inches have meant the difference between life and death or walking and paralysis. It took some time for that lesson to fully infuse itself into my psyche. I was lucky. I walked away from that accident just a few hours later. The only immediate physical evidence being one small cut on my hand.

Things could have been much worse.

13 years is a long time. My back is still damaged but the pain has not been as intense in the last two years. It did flare up a little yesterday, a psychological reminder of the significance of February 4th. The pain is subsided now as the realization of its source has quelled it.

I have often looked on today as a painful reminder of that wreck. This morning, as I thought about it, I see it now for the first time as the anniversary of my re-birth in life. The day that started me on the path I am on now. The person I was before the wreck is unknown to me. The person I am now is what matters.

13 years. It can be a lifetime.
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I officially have no free time now.

Tuesday I went, at Crispy's request, talk to the director for Much Ado About Nothing. It seems they were a week into rehearsals and had a guy quit and they needed someone. So I did. And after a cold read, the director asked me to come on and play Leonato. And I said I would.

So in a space of 10 minutes, I went from "not knowing even one thing about this play" to "in the middle of an already blocked scene with people attached to each arm and not a clue what was going on around me." I stumbled through. :)

It is a good group of people out there in this show. It will be busy though. Rehearsals are a couple of times a week and on the weekend. Add that to upcoming faire auditions, my training with the Freelancers, the photography, and numerous other little projects, my time is spent. Oh, yeah, and my job too. :)

I can tell though that it will be a lot of fun. I just won't have any time to rest until June or so. LOL
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It looks like I have been neglecting this journal again.

I have been pretty busy lately, moreso with my hobbies than with work. Its that slow time of the year where I get to leave the office a bit early most days. Faire auditions are less than two weeks out so that is looming large in the very near future. I have been managing to go riding about once a week for the last two months but I can see that coming to a close if the weather actually does turn cold. I may not be able ro ride much if that happens. It was a lot of fun up there this past weekend. I have been playing around with my camera and photoshop still. Between photography, riding, and faire I have plenty of distractions from the mndane (and sometimes evil) work.
All in all, things have been pretty good lately.

I hope everyone is doing well.

Out for now
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Why, you ask?

I was unloading my new pinball machine (into a storage space after we could not get it anywhere near my 3rd floor apartment) and the dolly underneath it rolled away and it fell on me. It managed to clip my left hand & arm, my chest and then my right knee & leg. On top of that my right forearm was having weird spasms a little while ago.

But it could have been much worse. As it was falling, I was afraid the glass would shatter on me. But it didn't.

And now I have a pinball machine. Does it work? if it did before, probably not now. hahahaha. oh well.

And that pretty much was my afternoon!

Thanks to Chops, Korey, and Candace who came to help.

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Really, it was. Ok, so |I am infinitely better behind the camera rather than in front of it. And I need a shirt under the doublet but who cares. Take a look.....

That is the breastplate I will be wearing.
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Resolution #2 (to get in better shape) is under way. The last two nights I have walked down to our fitness room and spent 15 minutes on an almost eliptical machine. Tonight I raised it by one level and remembered my iPod so it passed much more quickly. :)
Resolution #1 (not to let little things or people annoy me as much) has been sorely tested but so far held true. One MySpace drama queen incident today that I eventually just ignored and deleted them from my friends list. Go me.
The others have not been truly tested or tried yet as they are ongoing.

I will be going riding on Wednesday. And again on Saturday. On Saturday, I will be taking my costumes with me to see which one works best with the breastplate Roy wants me to wear. And hopefully I will get to ride with the breastplate on for the first time. :)

The year hasn't been too bad yet, I guess. A bit stressful. Work has sucked and it seems everyone around me has been sick. But I am pushing on through it all.

Anyway, that is all for now.
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That pretty much says it all. :)

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As recently announced, faire auditions this year will be Feb 3rd and 4th. Well, because I like to have people over in large groups, and I think it is important to spend time with other cast members (past, present, and future) I think I will host a movie night on that Saturday night, the 3rd. Basically, its a chance to get together and socialize after the stress of having auditioned is past. Or just before if you wait until Sunday. I am thinking we air the favorite faire movies like Monty Python and the Holy Grail and the Princess Bride. Not to mention the numerous chess matches we have on dvd. This is not really a huge party/drinking event as there will still be one more day of auditions afterwards and not everyone goes on Saturday.

So there it is, my next "event."

The 1st Annual Audtions Are Half Over Rennie Movie Night.

Come one and all, old and new cast members alike!!
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I went riding Saturday and took Kristin with me. Roy had me ride Chance. Its only the second time I have ridden him and he has the roughest trot in the herd. Kristin was on Max and Kate was on Cesar. We did some work in the list and |I was doing fairly well I think. Riding with Kate in the list was fun. She kept "hitting" me with her imaginary lance. hahaha.

Then after Kristin had a few passes, Roy told Kate to take us down to the bottoms and just walk the horses a bit. We get down to one field and I noticed that Roy had mowed a nice lane about 15-20 feet wide right through the tall grass. This lane had to be several hundred yards long. I have no idea other than it was much longer than the list.

Kate motions us to come up on either side and says that we are going to do a "controlled walk, trot, canter" down that lane. She said be careful because the horses will want to go "balls to the wall."

Controlled? yeah, riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. You know that expression "chomping at the bit"? I got some real first hand experience at that while waiting to start. We start out, two strides at a walk, then two at a trot, then they take off!

Its the fastest I have been on a horse and the longest distance I have travelled at any gait faster than a trot. My hat was long gone and I kept Chance reined in some but damn was it exciting!

After retrieving my hat, we did a second one, and even though I still kept him reined in some, it was a blast. It was perhaps the most freeing experience of my life.

Just amazing. :)

On, and I think will start updating a bit more regularly here. I have started to miss having a journal.


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I have to say the 2nd Annual Its Twelve O'Clock Somwhere New Year's Eve Bash was quite the success. A few bottles were emptied. A few new drinks were tried. Promises were made, forgotten, remembered. Shoes were tied...in a very long process. Shopping carts were rolling. Knights wore boas. Worms were eaten. And there is much (unshared at this time) evidence to incriminate the guilty.
It was a great time to be surrounded by so many friends. Many made it; a few didn't (and they were missed); and some stayed for only a short while (unfortunately). But it was so much fun.

So many thanks to all my friends who made everything so wonderful!!

Have a fantastic 2007!
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Merry Christmas, everyone!!!!!

(And now for some title fun)

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:
His Exalted Highness Duke Walsingfolk the Chimerical of Goosnargh Leering
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My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:
His Eminence the Very Lord Walsingfolk the Weary of Melbury Bumpton
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My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:
Grand Duke Walsingfolk the Crepuscular of Frome Valley
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While shepherds watched their flocks by night,
All seated on the ground,
The walsingfolk of the Lord came down,
And glory shone around.

While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks By Night
from the Christmas Song Generator.

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Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and walsingfolk reconciled.

Hark The Herald Angels Sing
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There won't be snow in Africa this Christmas time,
The greatest gift they'll get this year is walsingfolk.

Do They Know It's Christmas
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On the twelfth day of Christmas, walsingfolk sent to me...
Twelve swords drumming
Eleven sopranos piping
Ten horses a-roleplaying
Nine alias gaming
Eight vampires a-reading
Seven books a-writing
Six rots a-jousting
Five da-a-a-avid eddings
Four video games
Three guy fawkes
Two photo shoots
...and a silk in a photography.
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I guess its time to start getting ready for my party at the end of the year.

So here it is the first announcement of this, the 2nd Annual Its Twelve O'Clock Somewhere New Year's Eve Bash of Antioch!!!!

Those who were in attendance last year know the deal. I will have my usual fare of chips and drinks. Anyone wanting to bring a dish is more than welcome and it will be greatly appreciated.

As for the party itself, the first shot is at 6:00 pm---New Year's in London. From there we hit every time zone until no one is left. I am sure, just as last year, there will be "make up shots" and shots for the heck of it. Plus the now mandatory 10:40pm shot as dictated last year by Luna.

Those needing to stay over are welcome to whatever floor space they can find.

So, come one, come all!!!

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I hope everyone had a fantastic Thanksgiving

My old boss called me today. I am not sure but I think she offered me a job at some point in the future.


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I haven't posted on here in about 10 days. That is the longest I have gone since I got LJ. I don't think I really have a lot to say anymore. I don't know why. I still log in and read friends' posts but I have just havent felt "inspired" to be here lately. I think I'm taking a break from here for a bit. This is no attempt to get people to comment or interact or anything like that. I do feel disconnected from this community of late, though. I'll still be here reading from time to time but if you are one of those people who doesn't want me on your friend list because I'm not posting feel free to cut me. No hard feelings.

I'll still get messages through here if you want to leave them or over at www.myspace.com/walsingfolk

I just dont feel like posting for a while.

No drama intended. I HATE drama.

See you soon....

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This evening a very sweet and pretty lady called me "magic."

I am going to bask in that for a while.

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Recent events have greatly reduced my activity schedule. I actually get to sleep through the night now. The naps are over. Some shouldered responsibilities have been passed on. I found myself bored all weekend because I had free time and didn't know what to do with it because it has been so long.

Today I took advantage of it. I had a closing in Westmoreland, just 2 miles from the Freelancers' farm. So I stopped in afterwards. I helped Roy feed the horses, had dinner with them, watched some tv. For two hours my world was in slow motion. It was nice and relaxing.

In some cruel poetic twist as I announce I am leaving, my phone, silent until then, rings. It was work. Back to the office I went.

The reprieve was short, but it was nice.

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Remember, remember the fifth of November,
gunpowder, treason and plot,
I see no reason why gunpowder treason
should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes,
'twas his intent
to blow up the King and the Parliament.
Three score barrels of powder below,
Poor old England to overthrow:
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, make the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!
Hip hip hoorah!

A penny loaf to feed the Pope.
A farthing o' cheese to choke him.
A pint of beer to rinse it down.
A faggot of sticks to burn him.
Burn him in a tub of tar.
Burn him like a blazing star.
Burn his body from his head.
Then we'll say ol' Pope is dead.
Hip hip hoorah!
Hip hip hoorah!
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Well my apartment is almost back to normal now. The decorations (including Steve) are in a box. The spiderwebs are gone. I have some hay bales to get rid of and some vacuuming to do. V is stored away and my bed is cleared off. By popular opinion, my "roommate" Trevor Wilbert von Boner is sticking around.

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