Travels of The TravellerThe Traveller here.
I have finished studying the mating habits of Recreatus Renaissancii Americanus (the common Renaissance Faire Worker) in the 'New England' area, on the Western Hemisphere. Now, I am back to examining the lifestyle of the lowly office worker, a far more tedious and depressing group of people. Why anyone would willingly spend nine or ten hours a day in such a mind-numbing place as an office is quite beyond me. I much prefer the Rennies.
Another subject which has been attracting my interest as of late has been Redheads. Almost every man you meet on this rock seems to have an opinion about them (I'm talking about the women here, not the mutated freak-of-nature male redheads). More often than not you will find that men are intrigued, excited, bothered, and not a little frightened by redheads.
I'm finding that I'm exactly like that only more so.
Until next time,
Welcome to this Researcher's Journal. If you'd like to comment on anything they have written here, just click the relevant 'Discuss this Entry' button.Big changes (Nov 10, 1999)
I went to the aforementioned party, and had a fantastic time. Many pleasure-causing chemicals were filtered through my body that night.
Speaking of pleasure, since my last journal entry I have entered into the sacred bond of matrimony. I was married on October 23, 1999 to the lovely Jessica, and then we went down to DisneyWorld for our honeymoon.
Anyone who tells you DisneyWorld is just for children is sadly misinformed. We stayed in a lovely hotel called the Yacht Club, on Disney's Boardwalk. Both the Boardwalk and the Yacht Club are modeled after an American Atlantic 1930's type of place. We of course went to the parks, and saw the Milennium shows and celebrations that Disney has cooked up. Plus, we entered in a costume contest at a part of Disney called Pleasure Island, which is a collection of eight or so night clubs (definitely for adults).
All in all, we had a great time. I wish I could have stayed there longer, but the real world called me back.
Well, when I become a bajillionaire I'll move down there permanently, and Disney personnel can cater to my every whim for the rest of my life.
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A social gathering with music (a.k.a. a party) (Oct 7, 1999)
Tonight I'm going to the annual party that the renaissance workers (or "rennies") put on. it is called the Funky Formal, and it takes place at an otherwise very respectable inn very close to Cape Cod.
At this party (I've been to a few "Funky Formals" in my day) the rennies all dress up in different strange costumes than the ones that they normally wear on the weekends. Some dress formally, while others dress like complete lunatics. I, being reserved and taciturn, shall be dressed in a tuxedo.
With a fez.
I also happen to be one of the lucky few who "scored" a room at the actual inn where the party is taking place. In previous years when I have rented one of these rooms, strange and titillating things have occurred. Good taste and discretion of course prevent me from disclosing what these things were, but suffice to say the numbers "three" and "four" were involved.
Rennies are so damn friendly.
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