Mrs. B's Tattoo Time
Tuesday, February 20, 2007 - 8:00ish
The Beer Bucket
Those of you who attended Peep Fest 2006 may recall (if you can remember anything from that evening at all) that the kick-off get together for that week of silliness was Mrs, B's Mad Hatter's Beer Bucket Bash. It was indeed a notable event. We filled the bar (not an major accomplishment, since it's not very big), spilled out into the street and pretty much filled that as well The men in the shiny buttons were quite understanding and patient, and didn't arrest anyone or even bring out the cattle prods. Some of the cabbies in the taxi queue got a bit testy though. (Who do they think they are...just cause we paved their street with Peeps? The nerve of some people's kids!) There was judging for the best hats in attendance, with honours going to J-Mac in first place, followed by YWGDeb, and CarolB. Attendance was somewhere in the area of 85 to 100 thirsty and fun-loving Peeps. Then, just to top the evening off, and make sure this occasion would indeed live in Peep Fest history, we drank the Beer Bucket out of beer. Go figure! Anyway, I think we could say that anyone who didn't have fun, just doesn't know what fun is.
Considering what a somewhat unexpected success this affair turned out to be, Mrs. B has decided to see if it was just a fluke, or could we repeat the experience. Hats again? No way. Been there, done that. So with that in mind, we bring you (Drum roll and loud fanfare!)....
Mrs. B's Tattoo Time. That's right, the evening of Tuesday, February 20th, 2007, at the Beer Bucket, from 8:00 ish until we drink them out of beer again, or some other arbitrary closing time.
And the theme of the event? A competition to select the most outstanding skin art in attendance. In two categories. Firstly, one contest to judge real tattoos, and plenty of Peeps have ‘em. In addition, for those of us unwilling to make such a long-term enduring commitment, a second competition to evaluate tattoos of a more temporary, impermanent nature. Whether they be something you have applied at one of the many henna emporiums in Playa or elsewhere, or the peel & stick variety you can pick up at dollar stores or other shops, or something you artistically render with a felt pen marker. Prizes will be awarded in both divisions. And be warned...we won't be taking your word for these tattoos. You gotta' show ‘em. Now, we realize some of the ladies, and perhaps some of the guys, have butterflies or lady bugs or kittens engraved on themselves in somewhat...shall we say "delicate" locations. However, neither descriptions - no matter how graphic, nor even photographic evidence will be accepted. If you're not willing to display the goods...don't bother entering the contest. Oh, as an aside, the organizers take no responsibility for any expenses participants might incur with your hotel from extra charges for transferring tattoos to bed linens. (Sorry, Steve.)
So, there it is. Tattoo Time....a great excuse to get together and kick off Peep Fest. Sign up? Heck no...just show up. No formality, no structure, no expectations, no organization, no commitment, no arrangements...in short, your standard Peep Fest format. If only six people show up...that's fine. Then we'd all get to sit on one of the Bucket's incredibly uncomfortable bar stools. This year I guess maybe we should warn Sharkey we're coming, but what the heck, let's see if we can drink him out of beer again.
