This past weekend, Jaclyn1423 and The Angry Cupcake teamed up to share a booth at Oddmall!
To sum up the event: At one point, the beau walked up to me and told me he found something he was going to buy — a squirrel skull in a rose. Later, he came back and told me, “Nevermind, I have a skull at home. I’ll make the rose.”
I set up the jewelry a little different because I shared the table and so had to set UP …. as in vertically. My two favorite additions:
Oddmall was in Hudson, Ohio, which is very close to Kent State University, my alma mater. Friends stopped by. Everyone, say hello to Rachel. Isn’t she gorg??
After Oddmall, the beau and I went to dinner at the aforementioned Nick Anthe’s. Then, I showed off downtown Kent on a Saturday night … the Saturday after graduation. So yes, there were grads in mortar boards and others high-fiving strangers (me).
The next day, Sunday, we had plans to meet up with Dana and her husband for one of my favorite lunch joints on the planet, Rockne’s. First off, Kent State. Unfortunately, a university the day after graduation is all kinds of dead, but we still got to wander campus in springtime.
No visit to Kent State is complete without a stop at Taylor Hall. Yes, it’s where I lived from fall 2001 to spring 2005 (I was a total student media whore — newspaper, general interest magazine, sexual minority issues magazine, literary magazine, SPJ … you get the picture), but it’s also the building that provided the backdrop for the May 4, 1970, shootings. (That iconic photo everyone associates with May 4? Totally taken by a student magazine photographer with a camera from the student newspaper.)
My favorite bit of May 4 history is in the giant, hideously ugly metal statue thing on the hill where the National Guard stood, right behind Taylor. In that awful statue is a bullet hole.
The Sunday we visited campus was the Sunday after May 4, and campus does it up every anniversary of the shooting — speeches and lectures and candle-lit vigils and the campus done up in so much chalk, you can’t believe it. The uggo statue gets some of the most chalk, usually around the hole.
This visit, however, showed me one of my favorite “decorations,” if you will:
Someone drew a peace sign around the hole and placed a rose through it. The flower couldn’t have been more than a few hours old. I removed the flower, smelled it, offered it to the beau and placed it back.
On the other side of Taylor, someone put this little dude in a hole in a tree: