We went to the Colorado Renaissance Festival today. ‘Twas fun.
Over on Facebook, I expressed something I’ve long thought about RenFests, updating my status to say: “Brendan thinks Renaissance Festivals, like donkeys ogres and onions, have layers. Layer #1: amusements to entertain little children and kids at heart. Layer #2: scantily clad nerds hoping to get laid. Not necessarily in that order.”
(A Facebook friend added, “Layer #3: a good excuse to eat a turkey leg or four.” Heh.)
Also, while I’m at it, another observation: Renaissance Festivals must horrify serious students of Renaissance and Medieval history. 🙂
Anyway, at the joust, it so happened we were on the side of the arena that was supposed to root for the knight who was supposedly from Madrid:
I told Becky I thought it was a good day to be rooting for the Spanish guy. I was right!
Finally, apropos of nothing, here’s an iPhone photo that I rather like, of ye olde beer:
That beer is the wrong color for the time of year and time of day….
I don’t think there’s ever a bad time of year, or day, to have a Killian’s on tap.
Then again, I’ve got Bud Light in my fridge, so my opinion on such matters is probably not terribly valuable. 🙂
My friend, you have no excuse: Colorado — and Denver in particular — is loaded with quality microbreweries.
I do have to say I was shocked to learn that Brendan drinks Bug Light. 🙂 Perhaps we’ll have to learn him about the pleasures of a fine brew.
Actually, if Brendan can draw pleasure from the likes of Bud Light and Coke Zero, more power to him. I can’t tell you how much money I would’ve saved over the last few years if Charles Shaw wine tasted good to me.