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Best laid plans and all that
May. 27th, 2012 10:53 amOverslept this morning, but maybe I needed to.
Went into San Francisco to meet Raj yesterday afternoon as he wanted me to measure him and make a muslin for a jinbaori pattern. I got to tour the awesomeness that is the SF branch of the Tech Shop. Having spent more than my share of time sawing dowels clamped to my microwave cart, cutting fabric on my living room floor and completing projects with minimal tools, space or skills, it's a brilliant idea, however, a monthly membership would not be cost effective for me. (Besides, I'm all about the hand-work, and I sort of like McGyvering my way through problems.)
Anyway, we set up on a table in the lobby, he put on his armor and I started swathing him in muslin, to the amusement and interested questions of various folks who passed us going in or out of the shop. I gave one of my SCA business cards to someone who was sufficiently interested. Somehow, during the draping, I have ended up being the one to actually MAKE said jinbaori instead of just giving Raj the pattern to make it himself. You all know how much I hate commission work, however, in this case, I figure I can trade it for something he can make for ME. Like maybe a small firepit, even.
We proceeded around the corner to a noisy/cozy Irish bar called the Chieftain for lunch. That's when the four-foot-tall lost Guatemalan granny wandered in, and of course I've forgotten most of my Spanish. Raj, being Raj, pulled out his cell phone and called a friend who does speak Spanish, took the lady outside where it was less noisy to try to figure out what was going on. They came back, it turns out she was lost, trying to get to Chinatown but didn't know the address. Raj made her eat his lunch (most of which ended up getting packed to go), and we tried to make her comfortable while waiting for a police officer to come and try to get her home.
From there, I walked over to the Metreon to meet Staffan, who had proposed the night before that I deal with my not having seen "The Avengers" yet by seeing it with him. Not having seen the "Thor" or "Captain America" prequels, I still found it entertaining and can now finally get all the shwarma jokes on FB. The Thor obsessions, not so much: far too wooden for my tastes. (Robert Downey Jr. and my man Sam Jackson speaking dialogue by Joss Whedon, however, is awesome, and I'm gonna have to see "Captain America" now, because there was a sweetness to that character I rather liked. And Mark Ruffalo made a terrific Dr. Banner/Hulk)
We had dinner (and big glasses of very good shochu) at Sanraku, as well as good conversation catching up with each other. We BARTED off in separate directions, I tried to stay up and watch a little TV, but crashed out around quarter to eleven.
On that note, I should attempt to shovel out the living room.....
Went into San Francisco to meet Raj yesterday afternoon as he wanted me to measure him and make a muslin for a jinbaori pattern. I got to tour the awesomeness that is the SF branch of the Tech Shop. Having spent more than my share of time sawing dowels clamped to my microwave cart, cutting fabric on my living room floor and completing projects with minimal tools, space or skills, it's a brilliant idea, however, a monthly membership would not be cost effective for me. (Besides, I'm all about the hand-work, and I sort of like McGyvering my way through problems.)
Anyway, we set up on a table in the lobby, he put on his armor and I started swathing him in muslin, to the amusement and interested questions of various folks who passed us going in or out of the shop. I gave one of my SCA business cards to someone who was sufficiently interested. Somehow, during the draping, I have ended up being the one to actually MAKE said jinbaori instead of just giving Raj the pattern to make it himself. You all know how much I hate commission work, however, in this case, I figure I can trade it for something he can make for ME. Like maybe a small firepit, even.
We proceeded around the corner to a noisy/cozy Irish bar called the Chieftain for lunch. That's when the four-foot-tall lost Guatemalan granny wandered in, and of course I've forgotten most of my Spanish. Raj, being Raj, pulled out his cell phone and called a friend who does speak Spanish, took the lady outside where it was less noisy to try to figure out what was going on. They came back, it turns out she was lost, trying to get to Chinatown but didn't know the address. Raj made her eat his lunch (most of which ended up getting packed to go), and we tried to make her comfortable while waiting for a police officer to come and try to get her home.
From there, I walked over to the Metreon to meet Staffan, who had proposed the night before that I deal with my not having seen "The Avengers" yet by seeing it with him. Not having seen the "Thor" or "Captain America" prequels, I still found it entertaining and can now finally get all the shwarma jokes on FB. The Thor obsessions, not so much: far too wooden for my tastes. (Robert Downey Jr. and my man Sam Jackson speaking dialogue by Joss Whedon, however, is awesome, and I'm gonna have to see "Captain America" now, because there was a sweetness to that character I rather liked. And Mark Ruffalo made a terrific Dr. Banner/Hulk)
We had dinner (and big glasses of very good shochu) at Sanraku, as well as good conversation catching up with each other. We BARTED off in separate directions, I tried to stay up and watch a little TV, but crashed out around quarter to eleven.
On that note, I should attempt to shovel out the living room.....
