Apr. 5th, 2007
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Apr. 5th, 2007 10:32 amI get copied on a lot of emails. A lot of emails. Usually at the end of a long string of replies and forwards.
Yesterday, as I was reading through a long email thread, I came across this email. In full, it read:
Urgent
Christ
Urgent
Unfortunately, when I cracked up, my cube mate didn't think that was nearly as funny as I think it is, just because it was addressed to Christi.
Yesterday, as I was reading through a long email thread, I came across this email. In full, it read:
Urgent
Christ
Urgent
Unfortunately, when I cracked up, my cube mate didn't think that was nearly as funny as I think it is, just because it was addressed to Christi.
Say, Beltane is coming up and Esfenn is having that silent auction to support next year's Feast of Fine Arts/Arts Fete. I need to kick myself into gear about that. Clean out the garage... beg... plead... offer favors.
I know that we have a bunch of things for the auction, since the First Sword autocrat says that he has prizes already. (Yes, falzalot, you can skip that thought here.)
I am also hoping to have talk a lot of people into offering promissories or spiffy items. Just today, misagillian agreed to offer a couple of hours of babysitting at an event (priceless!) I'm also hoping to find other arts and service type promissories - one of my favorites that I ever had was a period breakfast for four by madbaker that semy_of_pearls won (sadly, a long time ago). Yummy.
I will be calling a few people, but please (pretty please with a honey & wine conserve on top) consider this a shameless, brazen request for donations, a bit of volunteer time,or harsh rejection.
Oh, dear, I need to make a couple of hats for this, too. And maybe some pear crack. (That's a silent auction and bake sale!)
I know that we have a bunch of things for the auction, since the First Sword autocrat says that he has prizes already. (Yes, falzalot, you can skip that thought here.)
I am also hoping to have talk a lot of people into offering promissories or spiffy items. Just today, misagillian agreed to offer a couple of hours of babysitting at an event (priceless!) I'm also hoping to find other arts and service type promissories - one of my favorites that I ever had was a period breakfast for four by madbaker that semy_of_pearls won (sadly, a long time ago). Yummy.
I will be calling a few people, but please (pretty please with a honey & wine conserve on top) consider this a shameless, brazen request for donations, a bit of volunteer time,
Oh, dear, I need to make a couple of hats for this, too. And maybe some pear crack. (That's a silent auction and bake sale!)
Pokey Pokey
Apr. 5th, 2007 04:02 pmAlso on my list of things to do...
I need to contact the autocrat of Southern Shores Warlord. Hopefully this year we can actually hold the followup tournament to my rapier championship and I can get a successor after six years. Well, we've held the party, but no one's come.
I swear I haven't even had to pick up a sword to defend this since I won. I mean, I even let my authorization lapse and still hold on to the championship. That is very sad. Pathetic! Insulting to my beloved Southern Shores! ;-)
Look for my challenge in the Tempus. (It's nice to have an "in".) It will be very tongue-in-cheek, with a touch of old-fashioned gauntlet-dropping goodness.
I'll also run my very popular "why I can't come to Johanna's rapier tournament" letter-writing contest. Look for the last winner's epistle in the next Tempus. It is fricken hilarious.
I need to contact the autocrat of Southern Shores Warlord. Hopefully this year we can actually hold the followup tournament to my rapier championship and I can get a successor after six years. Well, we've held the party, but no one's come.
I swear I haven't even had to pick up a sword to defend this since I won. I mean, I even let my authorization lapse and still hold on to the championship. That is very sad. Pathetic! Insulting to my beloved Southern Shores! ;-)
Look for my challenge in the Tempus. (It's nice to have an "in".) It will be very tongue-in-cheek, with a touch of old-fashioned gauntlet-dropping goodness.
I'll also run my very popular "why I can't come to Johanna's rapier tournament" letter-writing contest. Look for the last winner's epistle in the next Tempus. It is fricken hilarious.