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rare who roast beast

The X-mas decorations went up sometime between Sunday and today. The Bayfield Communal Commerce Pavilion is now home to several constellations of giant reflective balls. Every skylight cutout in the ceiling houses a festive almost-working replica of the Jupiter system.
My heart remains two sizes too small.
I’m sure The Management will take care of that by [...]

Posted 13 November 2007 † regan § words ‡ Comments (2) ° Also tagged: , , , , ,

no. no no no no no. no.

Between the eyeglasses store and my LG-and-angst enclosure there is a candelabra and two folding tables and some fake cobwebs and a pile of plastic swords and shields. This is all cordoned off with caution tape.
This does not bode well.
If the larp gets too intense I guess I’ll shut down and get an early start [...]

Posted 27 October 2007 † regan § words ‡ Comments (0) ° Also tagged: , ,

these are the days it never rains but it pours

They are larping in the lower level of the mall.
And the whole place is unaccountably busy.
So the only way this mall can make any money is with local twentysomethings behind a rope partition with Spock ears glued onto their heads and wearing cardboard-and-tinfoil armor and doing epic battle with plastic swords.
There’s a tear and there [...]

Posted 13 October 2007 † regan § words ‡ Comments (0) ° Also tagged: