The second half of the Mighty Fine Shindig Post!

We awoke Sunday morning to find that our tents had not only survived the night, but that the rain had stopped! Those of us that slept in the house (because I arrived early, I was able to claim one of the huge leather couches. So comfy!) We had another bountiful breakfast of Living Legend Eggs, and we shared mutual horror over the concept of Lox cream cheese.

In the trivia bee, I improved significantly from last year. Last year, I was knocked out in the first round. My question was “What does Shepherd Book say about spices?” I couldn’t remember the quote exactly, though I now know that it’s “A man can live on packaged food from now ’til Judgement Day if he has enough rosemary” (or marjoram in the shooting script). This year, I made top five in both rounds! In the first, I and two of my fellow top-fivers were knocked out with “What job has a ‘prodigious death rate’.” The answer was “terraforming crews” (Shindig). In the second, Kristin gave me a question that she said she wouldn’t have given anyone else: “What is the name of the unfilmed ’15th Episode’.” I knew it was three words long, the middle word was “or”, and the other two were opposites, but I couldn’t remember the title. I guessed “Live or Die”, and I was disgusted with myself when Kristin revealed it was “Dead or Alive.” Ah well!

Then came Charades, which were one of the highlights of last year’s Shindig. They didn’t get nearly as out-of-control as they did last year, but they were still a hoot, especially when we opened the floor to memorable events from the previous Shindig. Suze ended up acting out her own meta-Charade: “Sami is subjected to Suze and Bonnet Bob (her parents) acting out Mal and Nandi’s Love Scene in Heart of Gold.” Jason pulled off an admirable “Priscilla falls off the fence, trying to be River in Objects in Space.” Jimmy proudly continued our tradition of male spongebathers. Prizes were given out, and I won one of Suze’s lovely floral bonnets! Crazy fun for the whole family!

As the Shindig wound to a close, we took the tents down, scrambled for leftover swag (I got a movie poster and a Serenity bandana), then loaded up the cars. I managed to swing a ride with Steve. Those that wanted to stay (the vast majority of us) caravanned to the theatre. 50 tickets for Serenity, please! We privately squealed when we saw that the ticket seller’s name was “Ric”. But alas! We learned afterwards that when Courtney and Ryan were taking a smoking break, they overheard Ric discouraging theatregoers from seeing the movie! What a jerk! He is unworthy of sharing the name of the true hero of Canton. I guess the “k” makes all the difference.

After the movie, Steve gave me a ride to the R5 station, and I was able to take the train back to Philly. All in all, a mighty fine Shindig!