In a Washington summer, when you look out your door and see this, you know that your day is going to end in a hot and sweaty place. By the end of Saturday, I believe it was 95 down by Lake Union, and according to thermometers on the faire site were hitting 105.
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| Fear the morning fog. |
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The local wildlife loves their Lord Mayor!
For the record, I want to take this opportunity to officially deny that I use illegal Parrot Labor in the creation of any of my costumes. It never happened. I wasn't there. You haven't seen me.
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| Garb in action: The demands of a high-pressure task like being a music stand on a sunny day are easily met by my leather jerkin. ACTION GARB!!! |
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| Oppressing villagers is taxing work. It's a good thing I have my Action Garb to wear! |
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| I WILL OPPRESS ALL THE VILLAGERS! |
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If you can't invest in infrastructure because you pillaged the road-building
fund, the least you can do is invest in a few signs... |
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With these people behind me, how can I not attain a dukedom?
Honestly. It was a million degrees out there and I managed to keep doublet and jerkin on almost all day.
More later after I've recovered... in a week or two.
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