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All for Me Grog

Okay, so I maybe forgot yesterday to post something. I got the grad school blues, baby, and it’s impeding on bloggy time. So it’s Friday and here I am anyways. Time to talk about GROG. ‘All for Me Grog‘ is an old folk song that The Dregs used to sing a long time ago. We were suddenly asked to sing it last year, and Geoffrey and I did not have verses, so we decided to ‘fix’ the song, with Chad playing along afterwards. You end up with this masterpiece that has been nicknamed ‘Pants Pants’: As a side note […]

Droopie of the Month: June Edition

This month’s Droopie is the Zip-Splasher Cripple of infamy, Mr Tim (TIMMAY!) Iverson! We love Tim because he’s hilarious and always brings his punchy sense of humor. We even made a video JUST FOR HIM. As you can plainly see, I am the one dissenting voice of reason. I obviously love Timmy best. So anyways, here is my interview with the lovely Tim. 1.) How long have you been a Dregs fan? Since 2006 if I remember right. The year Chad and I first went to the MINNESOTA Renaissance Festival. That year, that first time at fest, that first Dregs show, changed […]

Siouxland or Bust

This year marks my FIFTH (!!!) season with The Dregs. The very first time I laced up my peasant bodice with them was in 2010 at The Siouxland Renaissance Festival (check out their website, yo). Here is a picture from my very first Dreggy weekend: This was not my first outing to the Siouxland Festival. I was not always a Dreg, lovely Droopies. Oh no. First I sang with a reputable a capella group called DeCantus. Then I lowered my musical expectations and joined the ridiculousness that is this band. It’s a good weekend to test out […]

my not-so-secret obession

When people’s characterization of me includes leggings, I knew I had a slight… problem. See, I work with kids. And kids are sometimes trendy. And when kids starting wearing these magical black quasi-stockings, I knew I had to have a piece of that ass-hugging pie. I don’t know what it is about leggings. They make me happy in a way no man has. They complete my outfit, in timeless beauty. They compliment any outfit, at any time. Basically my motto is, damn my legs look good so why the hell not. I ain’t getting any younger, that’s for sure! VIVA […]