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Post by Sir Black Fox on Sept 29, 2008 13:24:48 GMT -5
As most folks know, I don't usually stay for PubSing. Some of the reasons I don't are:
1) Alcohol abuse of folks who should have been cut off at 3 in the afternoon make for annoyingly-loud people stumbling to the gates being rude and inappropriate
2) Spending 2 hours in the parking lot in a feeble attempt to leave the grounds
3) Comination of 1 & 2
4) PubSing isn't like it used to be
. . . well. . .until I stayed last night for PubSing. It was incredible and über-creative. Set up like an old radio show, Captain Moone (our host for The McIntyre Hard Tack Hour. . . . not to be confused with the King Biscuit Flour Hour) shared his spotlight with the likes of The Hooligans, HRH King Henry VIII, Johnathan Strum, some drunk guy named Tim Shaw (snort, giggle), and said goodbye to Emerys Fleet for the season.
One of the major entertainment highlights was Kat Fairebanks giving the festival's traffic (i.e. mud) report from the top of the White Hart, complete with helicopter noises from several on stage.
It was a hoot, and because of the weather, the parking lot delay was minimal. . . . and it was a bonus to feel the Pyrates Way Pilot kick into 4-wheel drive mode as I made my way from the other side of the parking lot (I didn't get there until about noon) to the north exit.
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