Once again, various reflections as they occur to me...
Last weekend was Carillon Investiture. Normally we wouldn't have attended -- we don't know the incoming Baroness, and it's a long drive -- but with
The event was in a VFW Hall, and therefore by definition had a bar. The SCA ensured that the site would be happy by drinking lots of their booze: once everyone figured out that it was there, a bunch of folks spent lots of time in the bar. I mostly wandered through it back and forth, but it did have one severely neat feature: a nearly period-style shovelboard table. I didn't measure it precisely, but it seemed to fit my impressions from the period descriptions: about 18 feet long, a foot or two wide, with three zones marked at each end, to try to slide your pucks into. The only notably OOP aspect of it was the stuff they spread on it -- it looked like sand, but on closer inspection was essentially micro-ball-bearings, which acted as lubricant. I played a bit with it, and am very covetous.
I mainly hung out and helped
After court, we went out to dinner with my mother, who was about half an hour away. She took us out to a local Italian restaurant which looked pretty questionable from the outside (anything called an "Italian Family Restaurant" immediately worries me), but it turned out to be quite good. Mom and I mostly talked politics for all of dinner;
Tuesday, I finally bit the bullet (so to speak), and went back to the dentist for the first cleaning and inspection in *cough* years. Fortunately, New Concepts seems to strike a good balance, not sadistic but efficient. Only two cavities, which under the circumstances probably should be counted as a blessing.
Tuesday evening was Accademia. We had a special session, with Harald presenting several reconstructions of Nonesuch, an English Country Dance, and we managed to make a full evening of that, comparing, contrasting and discussing how the options compared to the original. It was quite a bit of fun, and I think educational (in particular, we spent a fair amount of time on the history of ECD reconstruction). Everyone agreed that it was a very nice change of pace, and we'll probably continue to do this sort of session every month or two.
Wednesday I ran dance practice. Due to scungy weather it was a fairly small session (it was snowing lightly, and a smidgeon slippery out), but I managed to get a dozen people dancing, so it went okay. I covered mostly stuff on the Black Rose dance list, including one or two SCA inventions that aren't in our standard repertoire. I always enjoy teaching Saltarello La Regina, and adore Heralds in Love. (Although Aaron contends, probably correctly, that the aesthetic of the latter is more modern than Renaissance.)
Friday was, of course, the beginning of Arisia, and a very complicated weekend. Going through various topics...
As usual, I was on several panels. I've been a guest at Arisia since the first run of Future of Oz a dozen or so years ago, and have been doing panels ever since they started asking me to actually *do* something to make myself worthwhile. I discovered that I find them a lot of fun -- paneling is all about wide-ranging conversation on some interesting subject, and that's a field in which I excel.
My panels for this year were:
- Stop Hollywood Before They Ruin My Favorite Comic Book was fun, although it took me slightly aback -- my email from Arisia and my program participant handout were missing the last two words, so I was prepped for a much wider-ranging discussion. It actually turned out to be an LXG-bashing panel, but we did get in some interesting discussion about what makes for a good or bad movie adaptation.
- Broadening the Fannish Mind was the ironically-titled panel, given that I was the only panelist officially listed for it. On top of that, the panel wasn't listed on the program grid, so I suspect that it got semi-deleted somewhere along the line. But I managed to talk Christian into joining me, and another panelist (the lady who runs the yoga at the con) turned out to also be scheduled for it, but not listed in the book. As it was, we had a good chat with each other and the audience about what constitutes a "fannish" activity, and how other things get incorporated into fandom.
- Future Finance was the surprise. I thought this panel was Doomed Doomed Doomed. I mean, a panel about finance at 10am Sunday morning? But to my surprise, this one (the one panel I was moderating) was something of a hoot. All three panelists were full of ideas and opinions, as was the mostly-full room, about everything from the impact of new technology on the way people make transactions to the future of the currency system. It turned out to be one of the best panels I was at all weekend.
The primary event of the weekend for me was the latest run of Cold Storage,
Of course, the blizzard was the principal news of the weekend. By Saturday morning, it was clear that this was going to be no ordinary storm. So
Meanwhile, I did my best to enjoy the rest of the con. The Masquerade was better than I expected, given the number of people leaving due to weather, and featured several excellent winners (including
Monday was basically all about digging out. I came home (slowly), picked up
Tuesday afternoon's main activity was getting my fillings at the dentist. I was gratified to find that my teeth are still pretty good, and that I still don't get freaked out by dental work -- it was all nicely efficient and painless. (In the "I can't feel my mouth" sense.)
In the evening was Low Company. As I'd feared, the members of the Barony at large collectively blew it off. I can't really blame them -- everyone was still digging out, and parking around Radcliffe was horrifying. (I opted to take the T, which worked well.) Fortunately, I got a bunch of Duncharlatans, so we got several tables up and playing Medieval Chess, which was the topic of the evening. The Harvard students all agreed that period chess is fairly dull, but I promised them more entertainment next month, when I teach Western Chess Variations. Everyone should come to that: I've got lots of different versions, and it should be fun and silly.
Tonight: no dance practice. Pout, but necessary on many levels. I was leaning against it to begin with, since it was snowing most of the day and parking at MIT was likely to be bad. The final straw was news that MIT had officially closed, something they *never* do, which led Mara to officially cancel. So a quiet evening at home instead, catching up on Lost. (Got to see the first Mira Furlan episode tonight -- her character is a delightful mix of enigmatic and insane, and I look forward to seeing more of her.)
The upcoming weekend is Birka. How much of it I attend will depend on the temperature, and how it affects the house...