A friend of ours recently won a radio contest from a local station... for a full company breakfast catered by Jimmy Dean sausage company. At the time, as this friend was looking for a job, so she offered the party to the venerable staff of The Abbey, headquarters and production facilities for TwistedMonk.com. Monk makes rope, and you can read all about his antics on his blog. You may remember that I went to Folsom street fair in San Francisco with the company in both 2005 and 2004.
Everyone at The Abbey was psyched for what we dubbed the sausage fest, albeit slightly worried. What would a good-ol'-boy Christian company like Jimmy Dean think of feeding a bunch of perverts their delicious, greasy, ground meat? Well, our friend called up the radio station to politely inform them and they ate it right up, no pun intended. We didn't know whether they told Jimmy Dean but we figured our civic duty had been done...
( Read More...)Fast forward to this morning. Delicious breakfast and no shennanigans. There was no staff of twenty choir boys to make our eggs n' biscuits, but one charming, rather curious (although possibly underinformed) woman who, apart from apparently cooking Jimmy Dean breakfasts, runs a nutritional business and is a rent-a-psychic. No joke. (Her plates read "SighKick.")
We glutted ourselves on complimentary coffee, toast, eggs, and, of course, on sausage [hot & maple!] before swiping some radio station schwag. I wonder, do they really hope to honestly promote their station on emory boards/nail files, or were they just trying to get rid of them?
Eventually, we got to the real fun... tying up and hoisting the promoter from the station who was there to observe the event. MUAHAHAHA! A day of moral corruption before 10AM is a good day. ^_^
For a more elaborate and entertaining account of brekkers and bondage, keep tabs on Monk's Blog. You can also see the SAUSAGE FEST photos here!
In other sorta-kinky personal news, I removed the set of nipple piercings I had done on Halloween 2004. A year and a half after, they just hadn't taken and were still causing me daily grief. They were never once infected, mind you, but they were anything but fun. After much contemplation-- because I'd wanted them for such a long time-- and after several restorative attempts, I took them out for good tonight. I will miss their sparkliness and the outrageous looks they got me in the womens' locker room. But I have to say that I feel releived... that's a good thing, since it's only four hours later and I couldn't put the jewelry back in if I wanted to. A year and a half, and they're closed already. Amazing!
[PostNote: I know I said I'd post New Year's Photos last night, but I was knackered. I had to hash out details with the Seattle Weekly after they killed my piece because we were scooped by the Times. Oh well, I still get paid half and without the stress of writing it! A girl could right make a living this way.]
Posted on January 04, 2006 @ 11:32 PM | 2 comments
Comments:
It always seemed to me that nipple piercings would be hard to heal. That's amazing how fast they're closing up!
By 
Lazy Lightning, at
5:07 AM, January 05, 2006
I was surprised, especially because I had no problems with my bellybutton piercing and I messed with that *all the time.* I never even *touched* these outside from morning and night, when I cleaned them. Oh well... I look forward to having my boobies back.
By Kat, at
9:12 AM, January 05, 2006
