Friday, August 04, 2006

The Current Middle Ages

One would assume that with the biggest, most important movie of my life rolling camera in exactly 3 weeks from tomorrow I would be hunkered down going over last minute details, chatting and rehearsing with my actors, worrying over budgets and equipment lists.
Well you would be wrong. Everything is in hand (because along with the biggest movie of my life I also have the biggest crew of my life, and they all pretty much kick ass). This has left me with a lot less to do than I normally would have expected.

So...

This afternoon I am off to a place where Kings, Queens, Knights and Squires (of which I am one) roam the world in a semi inebriated stupor for two weeks. A place where close to 2000 long haired hippy types will put on armor and beat the snot out of each other in the hot sun.

Yes this is PENNSIC.

The Ramadan, 12 Days Of Xmas, Kwansa, Sturgis, Mardi Gras, Spring Break and Purim of the SCA.
  • Society for Creative Anachronism

    Pennsic is a 2 week war that pretty much attracts between 11,000 to 14,000 people from all over the "Known World" (which means all 19 kingdoms from all over the United States, Canada, Europe & Australia). We recreate the middle ages not the way it was but the way it ought to have been. Very few peasants (unless one chooses to be so). Lots of mirth and merriment and very little plague and pestilence other than Pennsic Plague which is often akin to Montezuma's Revenge.

    Anyhow, this is how my friends and I have been spending the first two weeks of Aug for a whole lot of years. This will be the 35th Pennsic.

    So while I will have my computer and production book with me, it is far more likely that I will be holding a nice cold tankard of home brewed Mead (I make a mean Mead) then a production schedule for the next 11 days or so.

    Let the games begin.
  • 2 comments:

    Sarah said...

    Come on we wanna know how it was and what you're up to now!!! Post!!!

    TFLS said...

    I haven't been to a Tourney in years. And Pennsic! I remember the armorers gearing up months in advance. Mead and Tully, pheasant and haggis - the smell of sweaty leather on a hot afternoon. I cannot tell you how much I miss all of that. Here’s hoping you had one hell of a good time!