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Someday, I'll get some time back. In the meantime, I'm booked solid until mid-June. This weekend past was the KW Metalfest where I was a roadie, security, a promoter, ticket seller, and snack fetcher. I do it all, man. And I've got to say, in all my years of dealing with musicians and bands, the metalheads are the coolest. I didn't deal with any divas (although I'm sure there were one or two around). And the audience members were generally very amiable, too.
A few funny things happened.
I had to go pee at one point, so I got another security guard to take my place, and I made my way down to the loo. There I was, peeing away, when I heard a tap-tap-tapping in the stall next to me. It sounded like a ballpoint pen being taken to the stall wall. I looked down and saw a pair of feet facing the wrong way. "Hey!" I said. "You'd better not be making graffiti in there!"
"No," said a man's voice. "I'm just trying to pee."
"Uhh, you do know you're in the women's washroom, right?"
"Yeah."
"Well, you might want to do something about that."
"I just want to pee!"
Convinced he wasn't in any hurry to leave, I went to get someone to help me evict the guy. I grabbed![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
snowy_kathryn. She's a bit more forward than I am, and kicked the door, which sent him scuttling out of both bathroom and festival.
There was no graffiti on the wall.
It was only afterwards that it became apparent he was doing cocaine in there (coke wasn't the drug of choice back in Fredericton, so I didn't even consider it).
The next night, Kathryn's frisking people at the door when she feels a suspicious package in a guy's jacket. She asks him what it is, and he's acting peculiarly evasive, denying any knowledge of anything in his pocket. Finally, she asks if she can reach in and check it for herself, and he says yes. So she reaches in and finds a wrapped Christmas present to Natalie.
"Who's Natalie?" she asks.
"Oh shit!" says the dude.
Heh....
And here I am at the afterparty with Kathryn and the most awesome James Arsenian of Endast, looking like I'm about to vomit.
This weekend, I'm LARPing. I'd better find some mittens and lots of extra socks. It's been pretty cold out, lately.
The weekend after that marks the beginning of the Left Spine Down and H-427 tour. Make your way to a city in Ontario or Quebec to come check 'em out!
Links? Ok.
Mexican donkey jailed for ornery behavior: Hmm (thanks,raine_storm).
Magic trick costs teacher job: He was fired for wizardry.
Where Do Babies Come From: Possibly NSFW, but safe for kids.
Stop. STOP!!!: NSFW. Good God. It's like a GWAR concert.
Crazy Vagina Lady: An oldie, but a goody. I've probably posted this before, but I just had to look it up again.
Now, I must get ready to go dance. Ta!
A few funny things happened.
I had to go pee at one point, so I got another security guard to take my place, and I made my way down to the loo. There I was, peeing away, when I heard a tap-tap-tapping in the stall next to me. It sounded like a ballpoint pen being taken to the stall wall. I looked down and saw a pair of feet facing the wrong way. "Hey!" I said. "You'd better not be making graffiti in there!"
"No," said a man's voice. "I'm just trying to pee."
"Uhh, you do know you're in the women's washroom, right?"
"Yeah."
"Well, you might want to do something about that."
"I just want to pee!"
Convinced he wasn't in any hurry to leave, I went to get someone to help me evict the guy. I grabbed
snowy_kathryn. She's a bit more forward than I am, and kicked the door, which sent him scuttling out of both bathroom and festival.There was no graffiti on the wall.
It was only afterwards that it became apparent he was doing cocaine in there (coke wasn't the drug of choice back in Fredericton, so I didn't even consider it).
The next night, Kathryn's frisking people at the door when she feels a suspicious package in a guy's jacket. She asks him what it is, and he's acting peculiarly evasive, denying any knowledge of anything in his pocket. Finally, she asks if she can reach in and check it for herself, and he says yes. So she reaches in and finds a wrapped Christmas present to Natalie.
"Who's Natalie?" she asks.
"Oh shit!" says the dude.
Heh....
And here I am at the afterparty with Kathryn and the most awesome James Arsenian of Endast, looking like I'm about to vomit.
This weekend, I'm LARPing. I'd better find some mittens and lots of extra socks. It's been pretty cold out, lately.
The weekend after that marks the beginning of the Left Spine Down and H-427 tour. Make your way to a city in Ontario or Quebec to come check 'em out!
Links? Ok.
Mexican donkey jailed for ornery behavior: Hmm (thanks,
raine_storm).Magic trick costs teacher job: He was fired for wizardry.
Where Do Babies Come From: Possibly NSFW, but safe for kids.
Stop. STOP!!!: NSFW. Good God. It's like a GWAR concert.
Crazy Vagina Lady: An oldie, but a goody. I've probably posted this before, but I just had to look it up again.
Now, I must get ready to go dance. Ta!
