Welcome festive readers. Thanks for being here.
Whew! The Kushan Yam Festival is over. The prizes have been handed out. The cider and wine has been put back in the cellars and the musicians are putting their instruments away for the moment. Harappa City is calm and peaceful this morning.
The memories still linger. This week I’ll share some stories from the event. Some things I experienced and some that I heard of.
My personal experience of the event started with the opening ceremony. Me and the Gutterminds played for the opening and that got us involved right away. I enjoyed the event, we played well and after there were several folks wanting to buy us drinks.
I slept in the next day and that evening we played in a local tavern, the Bird in Hand. We were joined by a Loric guitarist and he was really hot. All I did the next day was take in a couple of Ball Games with my friend Dorian Thain.
The last day of the event, me and the Gutterminds played at a park. It was a lovely day, a lot of families gathered for a picnic. When that was over we all moved to the town square for the awards ceremonies. I didn’t win anything but then I guess you’d have to enter something to win.
Never mix red wine and Oodo.
Philip Normer
Kushan Year 88
Earth Year 2480
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