#174 reposted 30jan18

I used to participate in the Pennsic War with the Society for Creative Anachronism. It was the best time of the year, even better than Christmas. 10,000 of my best friends all gathered together in Pennsylvania for learning, shopping, dancing, songs, and armoured combat. The first year I went, I was so busy going to classes and dances, that I didn’t actually see the “war” which was on the far side of the food court.

When I did remember to armour up and get in the line the next year, it was just like being in Braveheart or 300. Nothing quite compares to the feeling of taking a charge on your shield and pushing back the enemy horde. Then we invite the enemy around for drinks after and everyone has a good time.

Some day I’ll get back there; When the kids stop spending my viking budget on food and shelter.

#173 reposted 25jan18

I would have made it out to a lot more armoured fighting practices if we could spend more time in the temperature range where it’s cold enough to survive the helmet, but warm enough not to snow.

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I have an Etsy show now! You can buy the jewellery and things that I make on my own anvil. Right now, I have a few brooches and torcs available, but more items on the way. I would have a few more torcs by now, but the women folk in my family keep calling dibs on them.

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vindalfsanvil:

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These are made from 1/10 inch upcycled copper wire for the ring, with a slightly thinner gauge for the pin. The wire is gently deformed and hardened on the anvil to provide more strength than simple shaping would provide.

These brooches are treated with a (not historically accurate) light polymer coating to discourage tarnishing or reacting with sensitive skin.

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#172 reposted 23jan18

Spiders are terrible and I hate them. The fast little ones in Toronto were bad enough, but out here in Oromocto we get barn spiders. They are massive! They can be mistaken for small crabs! They have HP bars!

I discovered that the monsters lurking outside my windows here are the same species as Charlotte. Charlotte’s web is now a horror movie for me, now I know what she looks like! I have to hunt them with spears and axes, like in Skyrim.

Also: Good News Everyone! You can now buy things from Vindalf again! This time it’s via Etsy. I have a couple of items from my anvil now listed, and more coming once I figure out what is in demand.

https://www.etsy.com/ca/shop/Vindalfsanvil

#424 17jan18

I wish this is how it happened!

So, I’m walking to the school to pick up the kid when some trump-headed orc starts backing out of her driveway with ALL the back windows covered in snow. Not like, heavy snow, or that thin sticky ice you can never completely scrape away; just a coating of powder.

About a half-meter past where I was standing, she finally hits the rear wiper blade and sees my glove waving. I come around with a dirty look and comment, “Maybe you should clear your windows BEFORE you back up.”

I don’t remember, or really care what the troll had to say about it.

I continue to the school, so pissed off that I almost walk past it, and end up coming around the other side. Guess who I see in the parking lot? The same ogre-shit driver in the school parking lot. She felt the need to drive all of 300m to the school and STILL HAS HER BACK WINDOWS COVERED IN SNOW.

So, I see this fucker, whom I know to be dangerous, now poised to back out blindly into a parking lot full of children. Luckily for them, I was aware that a parking lot full of children were watching and I need to behave. I decide that as a public service, I will brush the snow off the idiot’s window.

The driver gets out to confront me saying, “You don’t need to touch my vehicle.”

I respond, “You’re not going to hit anyone else today. Brush the snow off your window and comply with the highway traffic act!”

“I didn’t hit anyone…”

“BRUSH THE SNOW OFF YOUR WINDOW. YOU’RE NOT GOING TO HIT ANYONE ELSE TODAY!”

The Trump-ing bitch got back in her car. Now I know she doesn’t want me to touch her vehicle again, and therefore I brush off her other window.

This was at 14h15. The time is now 20h30 and I am still pissed off, enough to draw a new comic about it! I had to call in a mental health day to work because I am in no state to provide customer service. I was still shaking when I e-mailed the boss, so hopefully the typos are minimal.

Maybe I should start carrying my axe, and do like Vindalf?