A funny thing happened on the way to the faire...

As I was was walking into Scarborough Faire yesterday I was stopped by a buxom blond. She was dressed up with the tight corset with plenty of boobage showing. She was smiling and very happy to see me. She gave me a big hug and said: "Oh my God! You're Honest Jim" (that is a name I get called at faire, given to me by friends many years ago). She reminded me that we met at Sherwood Forest Faire near Austin in February. "You're the straight curious guy when you're drinking" she said, "I have some great pictures of you!" I said: "Oh my, who was I kissing, you or your husband?" She laughed and said both. "Oh my... " was my response.

She asked for my facebook name and said she would find me and tag me in the photos. I told her how to find me. We hugged again and promised to meet up later.

I don't remember meeting this woman! I don't know her name. I remember meeting a lot of people at the Sherwood Forest Faire, and I remember kissing a few women and their husbands and/or boyfriends. I was a little drunk and having fun that weekend.

Geeze, I hope that "what happens at faire stays at faire".

LOL