The Fun of Summer

07 Jul 16
01:20 hrs

     It's early in the morn. Take note of the time Dear Readers. Once again, I'm on the grave yard shift. Not much to do except try to not sleep on duty, a bad thing, and trying to get some sleep during the day at the Wayward Inn,  next to impossible, and as a result I am running a bit of a sleep debt, not good.

     Here in the Valley, this is the Musicfest weekend. Back in the Olden Dayz it used to be called the Renaissance Fair. A three day weekend of latent hippy culture in all its glory. All the weirdos from the outer realms would descend to the Valley to pitch their wares like travelling peddlars on the road to the big city. Incences,  earrings, macrame, foods, music, smoke. At night things usually got well out of hand to the point the Queen's Cowboys would not enter the fair ground preferring to collect the bodies pitched or crawling out for assistance. It was so radical I once but a t-shirt that professed the need to "Nuke the Unwed Mother Whales for JESUS". Kinda covered everybody at once. The new festival, Vancouver Island  Musicfest, can be found on Facebook. Just Google it.

     Now, my Better Half had suggested that, instead of driving back and forth to home, we should take the Mobile Wayward Inn down to the festival. As a volunteer she would get a spot. Sure! So, yesterday we take the unit down and after a two hour wait we idled into the field where we discover that the field is as tightly packed as a BC Ferry on a long weekend sailing. Pure insanity. There is about 18 inches of clearance between us and the units on either side of us.

      My Lobster noted that we will have to bring down some munchies.  There is so much free BC herb smoke floating in the air that we don't want to get caught without something to chew on. Somethings never change.