Blog failure

For some reason my past few blogs haven't posted. Wierd. Of course, this
post likely won't go either, so...what's the use?

Wolgemut

Today began well enough, cool and clear with one dying in the tent next
to us. (That would have been too creepy). But shortly after breakfast we
were informed by the 'powers that be' that we had to move our camping
tent across the road and move our selling tent back four feet. This
would suck big time. I found the proper officials and did some
negotiating. The end result was we only had to move our sales tent over
12 feet. Much less suck. A little flattery at the right time can do
wonders.

Sales were good until the rains came. We had to dig impromptu trenches
and then decided to close up and nap. Naps are good

The rain has continued, but a good dinner at Phils Grill and some
cheesecake makes all right with the world. Right now a german group
called Wolgemut is playing in the food area nearby. They are great
musicians and good showmen. Lots of energy, people dancing and clapping
to the rythems. We're safe and dry in our tent now, maybe the rain will
stop tomorrow, maybe it won't.

Say the funnist button today "No matter how sick the pope gets, they
won't take him to Lourdes". Rossana almost pee'd herself when she heard
that.

Cold as a...

Rain yesterday and last night. Cold as hell today. Our stock stayed dry
and so did we, which is good. Its been a loooong day. Tonight is
'Midnight Madness' when we are all expected to stay open till 12. Homey
don't play that. I've been up since 8am. So we could drive into town for
business supplies and to call my wonderful mother to wish her happy
birthday.

Things were looking pretty grim tonight until a couple actually bought a
corset an hour ago. I swore this last summer that I would NEVER have a
zero-sale day. I wasn't thinking about this show when I made that vow,
which traditionally is REAL slow (dead) during midnight sadness. I
suppose I am grateful for being in better shape than last year, when I
was suffering from food poisoning for three days at this event.
Tomorrows weather promisses to be an improvement. Its late now. I need
to close up shop and crawl into bed.

Death and taxes

Ill omens? I can't say. We stayed at a Comfort Inn last night near the
event site. This morning, as we were eating breakfast a man ran into the
office screaming for someone to call 911. The manager and I ran down to
the room next to ours. But there was nothing to be done. The mans wife
had obviously passed away in her sleep. The womans sister was
hysterical. Police and ems arrived in short order. I wasn't very hungry
after that. We daparted quietly.

We arrived on site and were shunted to a holding area where we had to
wait for troll to open (picture above). We eventually got on site and
set up. Set up at an outdoor event is three times harder than a
convention. There's a sales tent to set up, our camping tent, tables,
rug. This is all before stock gets unpacked and set up. Exhausted, we
dragged ourselves 20 miles to the nearest town to get our last semi
decent meal (god bless you Golden Dragon Buffet). Tomorrow the event
officially opens and we start makin money. At least, that's the theory.