Squombie

I had lunch today with my friend Emma, a.k.a. Squombie. I know her from Renaissance Faire wherein her name is “Squombie”. Yes, I have been known to do Faire. No, this does not make me a freak with no social skills.

Perhaps the best part of participating in Faire is meeting people I would ordinarily never have met. Squombie is a prime example of this. How else would a home-schooled Muslim teenager who splits her time between Montreal and the Bay Area become a part of my social circle?

And had she not my life would have been far less rich. Squombie is one of the most amazing people I have ever met. I could go on and on about her (for instance the image for this post is her artwork), but I don’t want to turn this into a “how great is Squombie” post. The point is, sometimes we meet the most random people in the most random of places. Places we would never expect. People we would never expect.

Faire is one of those places and has a lot of those people. And getting to dress up in medieval clothes and gross out patrons by biting chunks out of fish heads is a bonus.