Pirates. The Rocks Stars of Ren Faire... and Chili's.

Today was without a doubt one of the best days I have had at Ren Faire. Definitely Top Three. The other two have to be the day I kissed Nine for the first time at LobsterFest, as well as the day I promised Nine a sunset at Ojai together, which has become an annual event.

The weather was glorious, the faire relatively busy, but not overcrowded. We reconnected with some old friends, and did a 'faire' bit (pun, hehe) of networking, passing out and receiving of business and contact info cards.

The Pirates Charles is the most awesome Ren Faire band evar! We have their CD, and it is our Official Ren Faire Roadrip Music Choice™. We hung out with them today, in true groupie style, Nine being once again the Coolest Girlfriend evar, and indulging me in my fandom. One of the TPC is a WoW fan, as am I, and was very flattered that I had named one of my characters Talderoy, after their song of the same name. At several points throughout the faire, we crossed paths, and they had time always to stop and chat for a bit, talking about their songs, WoW, letting me into the band if I sold them Nine, etc. Basically the usual. But when these guys are on the stage, they are Rock Stars. No kidding. The crowd loves them, and they know how to work it. Pirates are Rocks Stars of Ren Faire.

After faire, we head to Chili's to have some yummy post-Ren Faire Comestibles. In Pirate garb, of course, thankyousomuch. At one point I go to the Little Captain's Room to drain the bilge, if you know what I mean. I swagger down the aisle, and ham it up a bit. Hello, attention whore? Why yes. Yes I am. On the way back, a gentleman asks me for a moment of my time, and explains that his son has never met a real pirate before, and if I would say hello. YES! I WOULD LOVE TO! I turn to the young boy, and in a rather good Jack Sparrow immitation (for me that is. I suck usually, but it seemed good tonight) introduced myself with a bunch of grandiose and self-proclaimed titles, Esq. I asked his name, and offered my hand to shake. He became a little embarrased, and declined politely. Equally politely, I informed him that I would shake my own hand with myself for him, on his behalf. It was a pleasure to make my aquaintence. So, 60 seconds of my time gone, and I came back to our table to a waiting Nine with a grin on my face. I think that little tet a tet made my day almost as much, if not more, then it did the young lad's.

So, all in all. A really wonderful day. A beautiful day, Ren Faire, Ren Folk, Fun things, and as always, the Piece de Resistance, my lovely and beloved Nine, without which this wonderful day would have been nowhere near as fun, nor memorable.

Love you, baby. Always and forever, with every inch of my weasly black heart.