Pheonix Phyre

This was my last time attending Pheonix Phyre and the reason I haven’t posted any stories this week. I was camping at Maddox Ranch and did not have time to post any new blogs. At least I have enough stories though to catch you all up.

I wasn’t allowed to bring Alexander the Great, but he did get to pick me up with my wonderful boyfriend Joe. Luckily I had gotten rid of most of my vending stuff so Joe was able to help another vendor who had attended alone.

I am now home with fire ant bites, misquito bites and sore muscles. Camping and setting up and tearing down your wares is not much fun. However, the fantastic hosts at Maddox Ranch always make it worth my while to attend an event they host. The ranch itself boasts a few pigs, some cute dogs, horses and cows. I heard a rumor they would be adding goats. The wild pig no-one can catch was up all night Wednesday night knocking coolers together for about 8 hours until he was able to break in and get some bacon and biscuits that he stole and ate from Pete, the food vendor. I also heard rumors that he stole food from some other folks at festival, causing them to have to buy the meal plan from Pete, I guess the pig figured since she helped him out, she was owed some snacks.

This pig also enacted some karma on some fool guy who was walking around touching women inaapropriately. The pig raided his tent. Now , This man was his own cock block. For real, he was a total weirdo and I got to pick on him a bit. While he was in the outhouse toilet I went and shook it as hard as I could and yelled “boy, you been looking for Bigfoot, you want to be on TV?’ Now I didn’t call him his own cock block, another young lady had done that. So an hour later I get a look at this fellow and yes, he was a sad, sad man. It was like seeing the end of the world because if it was your only choice to procreate it would be the end of the world. I did however give this young lady the serpent staff as an award for out-doing my cock blocking dog. If you ever attend festival keep in mind to not touch ladies without permission, because if I find you did it, I am an annoying mother fucker who will play with you and drive you nuts if I find you. That is not the way to talk to the girls. You don’t touch someone without permission and never get so drunk/or high that you do this behavior.

On a good note, it was my last time attending Pheonix Phyre and Friday night was a great night of dancing and drumming and I was glad to have met some new people like Anthony who sells drums that he makes and they were incredible.

As for the Ferrets, they were a gift from the folks at Maddox Ranch and I want to say thank you for your great hospitality and treating people the way you want to be treated. It is always a pleasure to be at the ranch with people who DO have your best interests at heart. A magical and sacred place that carries a very positive vibe and where one day I am hoping to have my wedding reception. They even have a DJ in house. So now I have a piece of Maddox Ranch here with me, two new ferrets named Lucy and Aries Potter. I will post the photos later when my dumb ass computer (after being upgraded) will allow me to actually post a photo or two.

Published by eansel72

Alchemist, Author, psychonaut, teacher, ethnobotanist, herbal healer, psychic medium and stay at home mom. I am now beginning the new adventure of bookbinding by hand and incorporating it into my art. And of course i am still writting the children's psychic series and Acid Trips With Jesus due to debut by March 2020. I have done pretty well with The Mysteries of Dionysus and will still offer a few pagan items here and there. The future is looking bright. I am also a practicing alchemist. You can find me for book signings and workshops at central Florida pagan gatherings where I also tech workshops.

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