Friday, November 14, 2008

I Hope It Doesn't Hurt (Maybe They Have Nicely Scented Lube)


There's a beautiful old hotel in Milwaukee called the Pfister. I never gave the name any thought until Beck came to Milwaukee for Summerfest and on a national interview claimed he was a little nervous to be staying in a luxury hotel called the "Fister".

Yikes.

We are going there tonight for a little fete, called the Lombardi Challenge. It's a fundraiser with a silent auction, dozens of restaurant samples and wine tasting.

I believe I'll open my gullet, but tighten my sphincter.

Have a great weekend!

13 comments:

Dr. Monkey Von Monkerstein said...

A white gal with a tight sphincter? What are the odds.

Dr. Zaius said...

What is the sound of one silent auctioneer clapping?

Shh! It's very zen!

Bubs said...

Any event referred to as a "challenge" held in a venue with "Fister" anywhere in the name would make me hesitant. You're brave.

Maybe instead of the Fister, they'll settle for The Shocker.

Dean Wormer said...

I think there's a quote from the movie "Fletch" that plays to this post.

Comrade Kevin said...

Don't drop the obscenely expensive scented soap.

Randal Graves said...

I'm calling the FCC, you're worse than Scarborough!

GETkristiLOVE said...

And turn down any offers from strangers at the bar offering to push in your stool for you.

FranIAm said...

Relax - it is the key.

DCup said...

Deep breathing. Seriously. It works.

The Cunning Runt said...

Couldn't say, Ladies, but...

Posh digs, Lady! And heed The Beck, I think he has that self-preservation thing going.

Enjoy your evening!

Distributorcap said...

at least it is posh.....

Karen Zipdrive said...

Honey if you drop your keys, kick them to the car.

dguzman said...

I'm just amazed at all your big posh social events lately, Jess. You're like some sort of society dame!