What I Did For My Summer Vacation

After a three year absence, Moe and I returned to Pennsic War.

( It was an odd little war. )

When we got home Friday night, we walked into a humid sauna backed by an ominous "SSSSSS" sound. The water heater had sprung a leak! Luckily, no significant damage has been spotted and it was fixed promptly. However, the irony of our hot waterless state, having just returned from a camping trip with actual hot showers, was not lost to us.

The Saga of Fishflinger

I wanted to do this in heroic couplets, but decided to just do it since the recipient really couldn't care less about period verse forms. I guessed wrong; it's got four iambic feet per line and it should have been five. Oh. Woe.

The Saga of Fishflinger
by Lady Teleri the Well-Prepared
Written at Pennsic XXXV for Kristoff the Crab King
( This is a true story. )