On Sep 29, 2011, at 7:51 AM, Mark Schuldenfrei wrote:
> Stefan li Rous <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>> While I have a story in the Florilegium about a SCAdian buying a
>> second seat to bring home a rock or some such, I'm not sure it would
>> work with an anvil.
> Gosh, I remember that story from when it was first posted on
> rec.org.sca. Not as funny as the Canadian Wallpaper Festival but
> still a riot.
Thank you for verifying that I'm not crazy. Or at least not
fantasizing. The other day I could not locate the story using the
search engine in the Florilegium, but after I saw your message I
decided to look through each of the four SCA-Stories-msg files in the
Florilegium, and I found it in the first one.
SCA-stories1-msg (95K) 4/27/94 SCA stories related before 5/1/94.
So, for everyone's further enjoyment, here it is. As Thomas states,
this is not strictly related to the SCA, but it is the kind of thing
that I can imagine many SCA folks getting involved in. This was
pre-2001. I'm not sure that this story would have gone this way in
today's more officious/paranoid times.
From: dolata at lead.uazaic.arizona.edu (Dolata)
Date: 17 May 91 21:50:31 GMT
Organization: University of Arizona AI Chemistry Lab, Tucson, AZ
I pray your indulgence, for the following story is not
strictly related to the SCA, but does pertain to activities surrounding
historical research pursuent to SCA interests. And, mayhaps you will
find it amusing... I have several other such stories, and if my
dear readers do find some amusement in this story, then I would be
pleased to present them.
Yours in Service,
Thomas Ignatius Perigrinus
Minister of Arts and Sciences
College of St Felix (choose your favorite, there are 17 St.
While I was working in Sweden, I had many chances to visit
Through a strange set of circumstances, while performing historical
I was able to be of service to the Abbot of Westminster Abbey.
As a reward, I was presented with a weather worn carved capital from
Chapel of Henry VI'th which was being replaced with a new one. (The
had pertained to this restoration work) Although weatherworn and a bit
crumbly, it is delicately carved, and so I worked hard to protect it.
Since it weighs 50+ pounds, this was not easy.
Fortunately, I had traveled from Sweden to England with my
Lady, her Mother, and her sister... Even though the latter two of
were planning to travel onwards, rather than return to Sweden, it had
cheapest to buy everyone round trip tickets... So the fact that I
had a 50+
pound chunk of Westminster Abbey didn't seem like it would present a
I had a pair of spare return trip tickets. It could fly as a
Check in was fun... "I'd like to check in three to
presenting the tickets... "Yes sir... would you put your carry on
bag on the scale???" "No, that's one of the passangers". "Yes, sir,
would you put _their_ bag on the scale." "No, I didn't make myself
That is not a bag belonging to a passanger... that bag is the
"Excuse me sir... did you say the BAG is the PASSANGER?" "Yes, and
it would like a window seat." At this point they decided I was
daft, and I spent th next ten minutes talking to various managers...
Finally that was cleared up, and the bag got it's window seat.
Arriving at the security gate, I placed my bag firmly (ka-
on the x-ray machine... and of course no x-rays penetrated the rock...
So they asked me; "What do you have in there, a rock?" "Why yes, I do".
"Well sir, could you be so kind as to open it?" "But of course..."
Well, they were very amused, but seeing as how I had the foresight
to obtain a legal possesion and export document, they finally let it
I thought I had it made, but the people at the boarding gate
noticed that I was lugging this bag as if it contained somewhat over the
14 pounds weight allowance for carry on luggage. Also, I was treating
it gingerly since it is a irreplaceable thing, and I didn't want to
damage it... "Excuse me sir, but if that bag weighs more than 14
pounds you will have to check it..." "No, thats okay, it isn't a
it's a passanger with it's own ticket... right here." With that,
I showed the ticket. "Yes sir, where is the person who's ticket this
is?" "No, let me make it clear, this bag is the passanger, it is going
to sit in a seat, next to the window." "Yes, sir, could you kindly
step into the security office with us?..." Sigh...
Finally we board the airplane... I thought we had it made...
But alas, fate had a bit more planned for me. Shortly after the plane
buttoned up, the stewardess came around and asked me if I could move
the bag off of the seat (It was firmly seat belted in place), because
a passanger wanted to move to the window (I should have realized that
might cause problems). "No, I am afraid I won't move the bag, and
besides, I have paid for that seat...." "Well yes sir, if that is
your reserved seat, than could you sit in it and give the other
the seat you are sitting in?" "I'm afraid I have not made it clear...
I have paid for a ticket for the bag... it is a passanger. That is
reserved seat.... I have a ticket, I am a passanger, and this is my
reserved seat. We are both passangers, with tickets, and reserved
seats... (and trying to suprress a grin) And we would both like the
chicken entree." .... eventually I was able to convince the co-pilot
the bag was a bona-fide passanger with a ticket, that it didn't
a threat to the welfare of the airplane, and that it did have a right
both the window seat and the chicken entree...
THLord Stefan li Rous Barony of Bryn Gwlad Kingdom of Ansteorra
Mark S. Harris Austin, Texas [log in to unmask]
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