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with Clan Keith. Remember, HE started it. I just finished it...or at least the first round. *g*

Today, the festival was D-E-A-D. Dead. Deader than dead - there were NO nice kilts around (except the one assosiated with our clan - but he doesn't count.) Bored isn't the word for it. S. and I managed to get 1 lady hooked on knitting - Go S.!

So, anyway, back to the war zone. Early in the day, we had a guest who had heard "something" about me and Clan Keith. I told him it wasn't my place to tell, but hey - go ask HIM. Tell him *I* sent you. :smile: So, he wandered over to the Keith's...I watched, smirking. A few minutes later, a red glow appeared over the tent, and I smiled broadly and waved jauntily. (From this point, I'm just gonna call him Keith. I don't remember his first name - I'm blonde, it was hot, and I'm tired - and that's just easier on me, OK?) Oh, and I should, at this point, mention that Keith is....about 70-ish. Or so he claimed at Irish Fest. (Yes, this makes it all the funnier.)

Keith came over, and said "You sent him over?" I smiled and said "Hey, YOU started it. You should do the explaining, yes?" He got down on his knees (Damn, wish someone had caught a picture of THAT!) and begged me to not do that again.

What's a girl to do? I smiled and said ok...then he hopped up and said "You know - I have 5 months to plot my revenge." I blinked, then smiled and said "Hey - I still have a lot of that yarn left, y'know. *smirk*"

He then started complaining that it was too small. S. popped back with something like "Well, when you have small specs to start out with..." which shut him up...and I said "You know, you just get it wet and it stretches." He blinked at me....and I smiled and said "Knitting WILL stretch, y'know." *snerk*

He slunk back to his tent - and every time he glanced my way I would smile and wave. He came back later in the afternoon....with his nephew. His Young, scrawny, easily-breakable nephew. I'm afraid we scared him off.....*eg*

So, what do I need to do to retaliate against his retaliation? How does one top a willie-warmer? *eg* (Do I really want to know?)
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Date:October 10th, 2005 12:03 am (UTC)
I could find more radioactive yarn
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Date:October 10th, 2005 12:12 am (UTC)

Oh, Lord...for another w.w.? That's been done...what else can I make out of it for him? *g*

I guess I *could* , ummm, super-size the pattern? Make it fit my horse? *eg*

Oh, man - I gotta get that image outta my head...where's a kilted guy when you need him? (Oh, I didn't tell *that* story...I'll recap it really quick.)
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Date:October 10th, 2005 12:10 am (UTC)
I wish I could have gone this weekend. My cousin went yesterday but I had to stay home with sciatic pain all the way down to my toes. At least you had some fun.
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Date:October 10th, 2005 12:22 am (UTC)
Man - I'm sorry to hear that! You know you're welcome in our tent...and you could have maybe helped keep my out of trouble (it would have taken a lot of work though...*eg*)

The next Texas Festival is in Saledo the 2nd weekend of November. I won't be there, but the Clan will be. I'm sure Keith will be there, too....*eg* The next one that I know about is Irish Fest at Fair Park the...1st full weekend of March (I think..it was the 5th and 6th last year). I'll be there both days, with my wheel (I have no idea which wheel, but one of 'em), and you can come play!

I hope you get to feeling better soon!
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Date:October 10th, 2005 12:33 am (UTC)
Feeling better already! Thanks.

I may aim for Irish Fest. Salado will be hard for me to get time off work.

Also, what fun would it be to keep you out of trouble? Sounds like work to me.
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