The Bully Pulpit, Part I of II
It's about friends. If you see this more than once, sorry; but sometimes you need to use the Bully Pulpit to make things better.
Most folks know I have a bit of a passion for the SCA. The whys and wherefores aren't important, but suffice to say I'd likely not be a raqas[1] if it was not for my friends in the SCA supporting me through the years. And one of the new, but most energetic supporters has been AJ and Andrew of Your Inner Vagabond. They've stepped in at Pennsic and elsewhere and provided something amazing -- a place to go, hang out, and drink authentic teas and coffees. Morevoer, the feel of the place is so close to the sumptuous, rich sense we expect from something "exotic"; their Pennsic coffeehouse might be a simple design, but it has enough rugs and pillows from "over there" to choke a horse. Amazing work.
And, sadly, lost work, as a fire devastated not only Andrew's Mom's house, but also the storage unit for their gear. Years of collections and work, up in smoke:
This cannot abide, folks. There are too few friendly places at Pennsic these days, too few folks who open up their lives and passions like these guys do. If you want to know more about them, they have a blog which has turned into Diaster Reporting Central. Moreover, they offer a email subscription to their blog, so you can follow along without having to remember to visit!
And if you will help, please do so. Yes, they need many items, but are still in the process of determining what's needed. They are offering Gift Certificates for YIV for those who can help, as the cash flow will aid them greatly, no matter what direction they go in.
More Bully Pulpit in a day or so.
[1] Dancer, esp. "belly dancer"
Most folks know I have a bit of a passion for the SCA. The whys and wherefores aren't important, but suffice to say I'd likely not be a raqas[1] if it was not for my friends in the SCA supporting me through the years. And one of the new, but most energetic supporters has been AJ and Andrew of Your Inner Vagabond. They've stepped in at Pennsic and elsewhere and provided something amazing -- a place to go, hang out, and drink authentic teas and coffees. Morevoer, the feel of the place is so close to the sumptuous, rich sense we expect from something "exotic"; their Pennsic coffeehouse might be a simple design, but it has enough rugs and pillows from "over there" to choke a horse. Amazing work.
And, sadly, lost work, as a fire devastated not only Andrew's Mom's house, but also the storage unit for their gear. Years of collections and work, up in smoke:
This cannot abide, folks. There are too few friendly places at Pennsic these days, too few folks who open up their lives and passions like these guys do. If you want to know more about them, they have a blog which has turned into Diaster Reporting Central. Moreover, they offer a email subscription to their blog, so you can follow along without having to remember to visit!
And if you will help, please do so. Yes, they need many items, but are still in the process of determining what's needed. They are offering Gift Certificates for YIV for those who can help, as the cash flow will aid them greatly, no matter what direction they go in.
More Bully Pulpit in a day or so.
[1] Dancer, esp. "belly dancer"
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