Yay! My computer has been on the fritz since I moved and I’ve been relying on my friends and family for computer access (hence the lack of blog posts). But I now have a brand spankin’ new power supply and I’m back up and running bitches!
My life is once again complete.
On to the fun stuff…Vikingfest!
Because I’m way prouder of my heritage than any decendant of rapists and pillagers should be, I decided that it would be fun to go to Vikingfest not one, but two days over the weekend. That, and I’ve been deprived of lefse for far too long and one days worth simply wasn’t enough.
I am lucky enough to have a double dose of viking blood from both the Norwegians and the Danes. I wrote a bit about growing up Norwegian while reviewing Thor but there’s more to it than mythology. There’s the fact that we (and by we, I mean Leif Ericson) discovered America 500 years before the rest of Europe (suck it Columbus). You know that Bluetooth gizmo that all the douchebags never take out of their ears? It’s named after Harald Bluetooth who was King of Denmark and Norway in the late 900’s. The Bluetooth symbol? His initials in Nordic runes. Dannebrog, the flag of Denmark, is the oldest flag still in modern use and was sent to King Valdemar II by God himself (I’m just going to assume that this legend is true) during the Battle of Lyndanisse. It’s so awesome that the design was stolen by Norway, Sweden, Iceland and Finland.
Yes, I’m a history nerd…though not of the caliber that my friend Pete is. Seriously, don’t try to out-fact him, he’ll kick your ass every time.
Going back to Vikingfest 2011. It’s kind of like a Renaissance Faire only with women dressed as Valkyrie instead of wenches. Uhmmmm, more awesome much?!
Here are some pics from Vikingfest:
A chick warrior!! I gotta give her props because that armor was ridiculously heavy.
A traditional Viking tent dwelling.
Party in Valhalla!
I got the Danish from my Dad and the Norwegian from myMom. We have epic “uff da” vs. “oof dah” battles.
Testing equipment with Don, one of my parental units.
My new kitchen towel knows what’s up.
The Dread Crew of Oddwood is a pirate “heavy mahogany” rock band. I didn’t know you could play heavy metal without electricity until I saw them. (oh, and nice hat dude in the front row).
And last, but not least, my favorite t-shirt ever.
Next month there’s a jousting competition and a Scottish festival. I’m not Scottish (does a touch of Irish count?) but I dig a man in a kilt so you can bet your sporran that I’ll be there.