It’s been a weird couple of weeks, hasn’t it? Exceedingly tense and not a lot going on, what with the coming and going of that crazy holiday season, and here in the PacNW we were tantalized by the threat of snow, and then we had actual snow, and then there was still snow and we were going out of our minds, and then it left and feinted its return, but even though it was tense nothing really happened, did it? We either had short work works or no work weeks for weeks and weeks, and then suddenly BLAM there was last week with five grueling days in a row and it seemed to go on for ever, and we all breathed a sigh of relief and drank a few margaritas when it was done with and said, “Well, at least THAT’S over with.”
But now that that shock has worn off, today’s the day that it sinks in that those of us who don’t take bank holidays have no more short weeks to look forward to until May, at least. Months on end, and it’s cold and grey out, and it’s a bit dispiriting, isn’t it? And then there was that build up throughout the week with those Twitter hints about TequilaCon, and then we finally made the announcement about when and where, so again we’ve got that weird balance of nervous energy and dragging apathy.
So what to do? How do we burn that off and get back to normal? How else but by starting this week off by letting your freak flag fly?
COMMENT ORGY.
Maybe you were around for the most recent one over at Hilly’s place. Maybe this is new to you, so here’s how it works. Leave a comment. Or two. Wait a while and come back, maybe with some ice cream or a cup of hot chocolate or something else entirely in one of your hands. Leave another comment, or not, but we’re gonna keep going until we hit 100, and then we all get to carve another notch into our bedposts and the orgy will pop up somewhere else later. Do a few stretches first if you need, and make sure you drink plenty of fluids.
You ready, people?
Have at it.
January 12th, 2009 on 7:30 pm
Come again please?
You’re wish is my command. Over, and over, and over…
January 12th, 2009 on 7:31 pm
Oooh Dave and my pudding…sounds tasty.
I need sweet meat. My lips are awfully salty.
January 12th, 2009 on 7:31 pm
I’ll use this comment time to warn people away from Bud Light with Clamato.
It’s got to be the worst beerish-item ever.
January 12th, 2009 on 7:44 pm
I’d also like to warn people away from that bowl of hummus. I have no idea what’s been in there by this point of the evening.
January 12th, 2009 on 7:47 pm
Who needs hummus with all this man-candy?!
And the body shots… and the jell-O…
At some point tonight, I have *got* to do a body-shot off of Hilly’s clevage.
Ooooh, Hilly! Where are youuu?
Shit. She’s tied up again…
January 12th, 2009 on 9:26 pm
Isn’t man candy bad for your teeth? In any case, I am absolutely positive that teeth are bad for your man candy.
That’s the last time I go to an orgy and announce I am positive, by the way.
January 12th, 2009 on 9:39 pm
I’m not positive, but I’m pretty sure that while man candy may be bad for your teeth, it’s supposed to be EXCELLENT for your skin.
Kind of like an all-natural beauty product.
Why do you think *I’ve* never had a problem with skin blemishes? Heh
January 12th, 2009 on 9:43 pm
I’m not sure, actually. I mean, I’ve never had blemishes on my as–
oh.
ahem.
January 12th, 2009 on 10:26 pm
Dude I always miss the good posts when school comes around. Sigh.
January 12th, 2009 on 10:36 pm
Don’t worry, I have a feeling that things might briefly perk up again tomorrow morning.
In hindsight, serving Tropical Cialis Punch as the main beverage may have been my most genius move yet. Just look at this orgy’s staying power!
January 12th, 2009 on 11:27 pm
I do, too. People should awaken, refreshed and “ready” to do it all over again… and again, and…
Also? You ARE a genius! Tropical Cialis Punch? Tactical Brilliance on your part!
I am most impressed! And thankful!
January 13th, 2009 on 5:22 am
Does anyone have a toothbrush and/or sand-blaster? I can’t believe I fell asleep at the orgy. I should probably have my doctor call in some antibiotics for me. Whose thong is this? I can’t get it off because it’s hooked on my nose ring. Where did this nose ring come from?
January 13th, 2009 on 7:00 am
Whoa. That orgy was incredible! But so is this gell-O headache. Vahid, where’s the coffee? We’re gonna need A LOT of coffee. Matt, no coffee until you finish your scotch. I mean, even an orgy has rules, right?
January 13th, 2009 on 7:44 am
The only rule is that there are NO RULES. And the coffee is brewing up right now, it’s just a little hard to smell over the, er, musk.
and scott? I think that might be mine. Not mine like I wear it or anything, it’s…ah, an “accessory.”
January 13th, 2009 on 8:32 am
Hey! If it’s not too much trouble, could someone please untie me? Or at least push that half-empty bottle of scotch within reach. Hair of the dog. I’ve got to find a tie and some pants and show up in court in 45 minutes. The judge and I will pretend we didn’t just see each other — all of each other — here last night.
January 13th, 2009 on 8:43 am
fist, i need some more bacon. i’m hungry.
plus, do you have a little aloe for the bacon grease burn from last night?
January 13th, 2009 on 10:39 am
I am sore in places I didn’t even know there were muscles.
I also can’t find my panties, I have beard-burn on my thighs, and on my way to the kitchen for some coffee – some guy kept calling me Mistress Matrix.
Yup! I think my first orgy was a DEFINITE sucess.
Oh! And, uh, while I can’t exactly remember your name Guy Who Kept Calling Me “Mistress Matrix” (I swear I didn’t know the punch was spiked with Cialis!) — call me!
January 13th, 2009 on 4:39 pm
FINALLY an orgy my wife won’t get mad at me about.
January 14th, 2009 on 10:33 am
I see that there are 168 comments and felt the overwhelming desire to be number 169. Since I missed plain old 69, maybe 169 will do.