Sat down this Saturday afternoon at TRF for a nice plate of bees (right), and had a lovely chat with Michelle Casady of The Eagle (Bryan / College Station). We talked about renaissance fairs, and what might possess people to go to them, how many times we've been ("Is there even a number that big?"), and the details of our attire. ("My costume is itching me. Do I have to wear this? I don't wanna wear this.")
Despite her persistent questioning, I kept quiet about the fact that pretty much every other shop has an opium den in the back, not to mention the place being a non-stop orgy after closing. She wrote a nice article for her newspaper, one that may well lure more unsuspecting victims into the louche and depraved life of the regular renaissance fair patron.