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I ran into several people I SORTA knew from Dallas and Austin, but, praise "Bob," none of the many that I was HOPING NOT to run into.
True to the Pagan/Discordian spirit, almost nothing printed on the schedule was actually happening in real life, and I spent most of the afternoon hanging out and exploring with the SubGenius Youth. In the course of setting up the Giant Dobbshead Canvas, we discovered a wonderful nest of scorpions. That was very exciting to the city kids. Rev. Shotwell picked one up by the tail and used it to scare his girlfriend, Zoe. I tried to get him to understand about using scorpion venom as an aphrodisiac. Not many people know that if you hold a captive scorpion to your dick-head and get him to sting it, you get a hard-on that lasts for 6 hours. It kinda hurts when you come, though. And also you can grind up scorpions and SMOKE them to get REALLY HIGH. None of the kids followed my advice, though. It's almost like they don't believe what their own Sacred Scribe tells them.
We ate some good-ol' REAL chili, TEXAS-style, with several Paganoids, almost all of whom were very friendly and, uh, how do you say, "Cool." Then of course there are the OTHER Other People, the DIPSHIT pagans, which are just like the dipshit Trekkies or the dipshit SubGenii or the dipshit SCA fux or whatnot. They seemed to be in the minority, and may well be one of the reasons I was hired to preach. A portly SCA type was pointedly rude to me in that prissy Simpsons Comic-Book-Guy way, and after my rant, one of the surveilance-oriented Subs overheard one of the old Sex Temple persons say, "Well, that wath thertainly annoying, wathn't it," so I know I DID MY JOB WELL! That is, the majority of the crowd was laughing at the right places, as opposed to laughing at my stuttering fumbles, and they bought stuff, while the more fundamentalist type pagans were left to wonder why fuckheads like me keep getting paid to travel to these events, and even help direct them, while nobody ever invites THEM except when they're paying a Merchant's Fee.
