bidness in madison, WI may 29, 2002


On Wednesday, Louis and I flew out to Madison, WI to attend the annual conference for the Association of Alternative Newsweeklies. Our mission: convince all in attendance that they should should join our network of personals. Coincidentally enough, my good friend Sarah Landy had just graduated from the University of Wisconsin in Madison and promised to take me out on the town and show me the finer points of Madison nightlife.


Budget car? No way, playa! Louis "Big Pimpin" Kanganis holds the key to our big pimpin' Chrystler Sebring convertable. Aw yeah, boyee.


Thelma & Louis (hehe) on the run. (Look at Louis in the background...see that serious face he's making? Yeah, that's because instead of enjoying the ride, he was responding to emails via his Blackberry messenger.)


With a few hours to kill before conference registration, we wandered around Madison. Here's Louis in front of the capital building (the rotunda's a replica of the capital building in DC. Pretty cool, eh?)


When chided for his unenthusiastic presentation of the capital in the previous pic, Louis got all "Vanna" on me and busted out some serious displaying skillz.


After checking in to the conference, we headed across the street to the convention center rooftop (designed by Frank Lloyd Wright) for a "meet and greet" party. Where I proceeded to get pretty drunk with a bunch of my clients (most of whom I had never met before). I've chosen not to include any of the pics from the actual party only because they're totally incriminating pics of a few of my clients throwing fruit off of the roof at passer-bys below. (hahahaha!)


After the party, Louis went to his room to "do some work" (aka - destroy the hotel mini-bar and rent softcore porn)...


...while I headed over to meet Sarah (and like 9 of her female friends). Woohoo!


Who took me on a five bar tour of drinking in Madison.


Thursday morning LK and I had to man our little presentation booth and make friends with publishers...


Thursday night, Sarah and I drove all over Madison in my faaaancy convertible...


Badger Pantry.


Night Cam!


Night Cam! (part two).


Then later that night - we met up with a bunch of her friends again and proceeded to drink. A lot.


Before I had to go back to the conference on Friday morning, Sarah took me over to a restaurant called "Bennett's Smut n' Eggs." This is a breakfast-oriented diner that has TVs all over the place playing hardcore pornography.


I shit you not, look at the menu for Christ's sake! (And while in theory this sounds really cool - I can assure you, it's very difficult to eat eggs while watching some poor girl take it in the can. (Eggs and anal don't mix. Tell your friends.)


In order for a paper to become a member of the AAN, they must be elected in. The Portland Mercury tried to sweeten the vote by handing out "brownies."


Before heading out of town, Sarah and I went joyriding in the pimpmobile one last time.

  

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