I was thinking about some things this morning. I don't understand Ren Faires. Three of my ex's where totally into them. Seriously into them. They would quit their jobs basically for the summer (ok we were either in college or relative soon out of college so that really isn't like quitting your job now) so that they could work up in Larkspur and be Ren Fairies (my words) for the summer. One guy I went out with told me I was his wench more than once then demanded that I bring him beers when he was down in Denver. It was really obnoxious. I grew to hate him. Another guy was a hockey player (mullet and all ... oh lordie...) but he was less obnoxious about it. He was friends with a good buddy of mine from highschool. He was kinda fun, but was one of the jester dudes. Its never good to see the guy you are dating wearing tights. I am glad I have moved way past this in my life. Ok its been about 10 years since I have even given a single one of these guys a thought but I was asked if I wanted to go to the Faire sometime this summer.... it was put to me this way...

"hey wanna do something really fun?!!!!"

me: sure, um what?

"Ren Faire!"

me: what part of um hell and no am I going to have to say over so you understand that it isn't fun

"Giant Drumsticks!"

me: Taste of Colorado and you don't have to pretend to be from another Century

"Pewter!!!!"

me: Vomit

"Mead"

me: oh dear lord, call J_ _ _ F. or K_ _ L. or M_ _ _ _ J. they would totally be into it.

So I made the promise to find mead, pewter goblets and giant drumsticks somewhere in town. Bummer we don't live in Vegas because we could go to the Excaliber see the show and walk out and get Krispy Kreme and then I could go to Sephora. It would totally be a win win situation.

Took pictures of this guy that looked a like Jean-Michel Basquiat . He was sitting with his pack at this bar I dropped into on Colfax last night on a lark to take pictures of the neon and there he was at the end of the bar. He got mad because the smoke from the bar made all the pictures incredibly hazy and he wanted to take my camera but I cleared the memory card so the pictures are gone. He was coherent and somewhat sober and it was crazy. I am so pissed. He was absolutely beautiful and sad. I gave him 30 bucks because he was going to sleep in a doorwell I am sure if I hadn't. Probably still did. I want to hope that he didn't.