A bunch of friends want me to go out to the Ren Faire with them this weekend. Last weekend, lots of fun, right?
Uh… we’ll see.
I sewed a lot of wild oats out at the Faire. Back when I was young and stupid and irresponsible. Made a lot of people very sad. So, while everybody else is having fun, I’ll be making sure I don’t bump into someone and have an uncomfortable moment.
They assure me everything will be okay.
They didn’t work Faire with me.
Maybe a disguise is in order…