Coronations, charters, and cat pee
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hrjHaving had rain off and on last week, I figured I'd pack for extremes for coronation this weekend. This was a good idea as it alternated cold nights with hottish (but not too hottish) in the day. Annoyingly, I'd forgotten to check the ropes on the camp bed for damp-induced rot from the winter storage, so I ended up sleeping on the ground. (Warm, but hard.) This may explain why I'm feeling exhaused now, although it felt like I got a reasonable amount of sleep. Also forgot to take the accumulated magazines and junk mail for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cryptocosm.
I mostly spent time hanging out -- stood through most of one court, which had a few interesting bits (like the inauguration of the West Kingdom's version of the Order of the White Scarf ... something that would have been hard to predict half a dozen years ago) but it dragged on and on, reminding me why I don't go to many. Hanging out with friends is better.loupnoir and albionwood showed up to drop off the new thrones (gorgeous, as usual). They're on the list of people to see on the potential Pacific Northwest road trip. And now there's the possibility of another interesting addition to the road trip itinerary.
The talented and goofily noble (or is that nobly goofy)ermine_rat has completed the award scroll for my Laurel. For the last 25+ years I've been watching friends create and receive some truly astounding works of art and couldn't help dreaming .... Mind you, I've gotten scrolls for my other awards, some of which were quite nice, but somehow the Laurel was special. It got assigned to a scribe once back, oh, 20 years ago, but she moved to another kingdom and got distracted with other concerns. Eventually I pretty much gave up and decided that I'd just go ahead and do my own scroll once I'd gotten my other scribal commitments out of the way. (This was likely to take a while at the rate I work.) Then a couple years ago ermine_rat signed up to do it. And not only was he willing to use the 12th c. Welsh charter text that I'd adapted for SCA purposes, but he went ahead and learned the hand used on the original charter. So I got to see it for the first time this weekend and it is SO COOL! Not in the "gilded and painted manuscript page" way, but in the "this could be an actual medieval legal document" way.
The chancellor of the scribes wanted to consult with me about signatures and sealing. We're going to do a tag seal (i.e., cut a dangling piece of the document parchment to attach the seal to -- sort of like red tape but using the parchment itself). And it turns out that the royalty who actually gave me the award back in '80 have been spotted periodically in An Tir recently (or at least he has -- she doesn't seem to go to events but apparently they're still together. So it's possible I can get their signatures rather than settling for having the current royalty fill in. So the crazy idea is that -- assuming they're willing -- I could include getting scroll signatures in my PNW road trip, which eliminates the uncertainty of mailing scrolls to people who may or may not prioritize getting them dealt with.
So I'd finished unpacking from the event and went downstairs to work on the computer and when my foot brushed up against a wedge-cushion that had fallen on the floor I though, "Gee, that almost felt wet. That's odd." Well, guess what the cat's been using for a toilet over the weekend? The cushion was soaked to the dripping point and I'm counting it a total loss. I don't know if she was feeling annoyed at being abandoned for the weekend, or thought the substitute cat-feeder wasn't cleaning the box with sufficient promptness, or if we're just having another psycho cat episode. It makes me worry what I'm going to come back to after Kalamazoo.
cryptocosm.I mostly spent time hanging out -- stood through most of one court, which had a few interesting bits (like the inauguration of the West Kingdom's version of the Order of the White Scarf ... something that would have been hard to predict half a dozen years ago) but it dragged on and on, reminding me why I don't go to many. Hanging out with friends is better.
loupnoir and albionwood showed up to drop off the new thrones (gorgeous, as usual). They're on the list of people to see on the potential Pacific Northwest road trip. And now there's the possibility of another interesting addition to the road trip itinerary.The talented and goofily noble (or is that nobly goofy)
ermine_rat has completed the award scroll for my Laurel. For the last 25+ years I've been watching friends create and receive some truly astounding works of art and couldn't help dreaming .... Mind you, I've gotten scrolls for my other awards, some of which were quite nice, but somehow the Laurel was special. It got assigned to a scribe once back, oh, 20 years ago, but she moved to another kingdom and got distracted with other concerns. Eventually I pretty much gave up and decided that I'd just go ahead and do my own scroll once I'd gotten my other scribal commitments out of the way. (This was likely to take a while at the rate I work.) Then a couple years ago ermine_rat signed up to do it. And not only was he willing to use the 12th c. Welsh charter text that I'd adapted for SCA purposes, but he went ahead and learned the hand used on the original charter. So I got to see it for the first time this weekend and it is SO COOL! Not in the "gilded and painted manuscript page" way, but in the "this could be an actual medieval legal document" way. The chancellor of the scribes wanted to consult with me about signatures and sealing. We're going to do a tag seal (i.e., cut a dangling piece of the document parchment to attach the seal to -- sort of like red tape but using the parchment itself). And it turns out that the royalty who actually gave me the award back in '80 have been spotted periodically in An Tir recently (or at least he has -- she doesn't seem to go to events but apparently they're still together. So it's possible I can get their signatures rather than settling for having the current royalty fill in. So the crazy idea is that -- assuming they're willing -- I could include getting scroll signatures in my PNW road trip, which eliminates the uncertainty of mailing scrolls to people who may or may not prioritize getting them dealt with.
So I'd finished unpacking from the event and went downstairs to work on the computer and when my foot brushed up against a wedge-cushion that had fallen on the floor I though, "Gee, that almost felt wet. That's odd." Well, guess what the cat's been using for a toilet over the weekend? The cushion was soaked to the dripping point and I'm counting it a total loss. I don't know if she was feeling annoyed at being abandoned for the weekend, or thought the substitute cat-feeder wasn't cleaning the box with sufficient promptness, or if we're just having another psycho cat episode. It makes me worry what I'm going to come back to after Kalamazoo.
