Finding weird-smelling underpants in a plastic bag outside the office, with a personalized note:
To Brendan Kiley@The Stranger
Proof of the existence of Mr. November.
Love, the calendar crew.
See how the underpants are a little… discolored? At first I thought it was pee, but turns out it’s bacon grease.
The underpants were used in a weekend photo shoot for a very exciting Strangercrombie donation—a pair of calendars: “Ladies of Slog” and “Gentlemen of Slog.”
Faithful commenter, intrepid spirit, and all-around do-gooder Aislinn has organized the calendars, starring (Original) Monique, Julie in Chicago, Carollani, Scary Tyler Moore, Elenchos, Fnarf, Mr. Poe, et al.
And Joh. Joh is Mr. November. Which, apparently, has something to do with bikini bottoms and bacon.
I would’ve saved them for the bidding, to include in the Ladies/Gents of Slog calendar package… but they were already smelling a little rancid. Maybe Aislinn will find it in her heart to send along some unsoiled underwears we can include in the package.
Strangercrombie: Once a year, we do something good®.
p.s. If you’ve got anything you’d like to donate—the sweet-hearted Uncle Vinny has sent us his entire collection of McSweeney’s, volumes 1 through 26 (and they’re gorgeous), send us an email at strangercrombie@thestranger.com.
But hurry! Time keeps on slipping into the et cetera.
p.p.s. And if you want to give to Treehouse now and can’t wait for the bidding, you can donate via Paypal on the Strangercrombie page.
I almost puked when I saw those this morning. It’s good to know that it’s bacon grease on ’em and not fecal matter.
God help us all.
Wait until you see the actual photos. I just don’t have words for the wonder I saw on Saturday morning.
It’s cute how people think bacon doesn’t contain any fecal matter.
The top half of the bacon bikini from the Miss November shot is now entirely bacon grease free. It would be happily donated (after all, it’s for the kids)-seriously, just say the word and it’s yours!
Are you guys having trouble getting businesses to donate or are the contributions from Stranger readers a new feature?
HAHAHA, Saturday was a thing of joy that one cannot quite describe. The pictures will do it justice though, I can guarentee that.
Yeah Keshmeshi, the staff sat at a table and wondered what would produce zillions of dollars and a Slogger Calendar was the obvious answer.
Unless Christopher Frizzelle’s Big Whatsits is in it, who the hell is going to bid on this?
I can get you some soiled underwears, Brendan, but it’s going to cost you.
You think Christopher Frizzelle is the only one with an enormous whozeewhatsit? Think again, my friend.
Keshmeshi, this was strictly our idea — or strictly Aislinn’s, I should say. We’ve put a lot of work into it (my part is small, but, dare I say it, spectacular), and I think we’ll have a calendar for the ages. In fact, I predict that the US Congress will pass a law mandating that the days of the week will henceforth always fall on the same dates as 2009, so it can be used over and over again.
This is good news, ‘cuz I need a calendar, and I’ve been wondering what Mr. Poe looks like. Win-win!
@4: And organic vegetables don’t?
Nobody really wants to know everything about their food.
To be fair, the original “Girls of Slog” calendar was Kyleen’s idea. I’m just the person that adapted it for Strangercrombie and put it together. This project involved a lot of brainstorming and hard work on the parts of many people.
And Michael, when you see some of the photos… Wow.
@11,
Yeah, I got that. It still doesn’t explain why The Stranger is auctioning off a random person’s collection of McSweeney’s.
Hooray for Uncle Vinny and McSweeney’s!
I didn’t want to be in your silly calendar anyway! {Shuffles on over to the corner. . .}
It was a lot of fun having women stuff meat down my pants.
Could be bacon grease…could be an Olestra incident.
Yah, me too, Balt-O-Matt.
Maybe we should just go and make our OWN calendar. Who needs those stuck-up SLOGers anyway.
{shuffle, shuffle, sniff, sniff}
@ 15: In the past, we have called for donations from our readers, just like we solicit them from celebrities and local businesses.
But this year, for some reason—Obamaphoria? the New Economy?—readers have been more generous. And creative.
@20, 17: there were casting calls linked in Slog comments and posted in the Slog Facebook group. Aislinn (rightly) thought it would be wierd to e-mail the Stranger and ask for your e-mail addresses, so open casting call it was.
@22. I know, I know! I’m joshing. I’m in Baltimore anyway, so flying out to Seattle for my big modeling break wasn’t in the cards unless Dan paid for it.
I’m sorry, there are only 12 months in a year, and many more than 12 eligible Sloggers of each gender. In our defense, we posted on the Slog Facebook group for self-nominations, this was not an invite-only project. We received more guy responses than girls, and couldn’t take everybody!
We chose the best of the best though. Don’t be mistaken or anything.
I totally missed the open call somehow. I’m really glad I ended up getting to be involved. Can someone send me an invite to the facebook group? I can’t find it!
I don’t know your Facebook ID, Callie, but the group is here:
http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1…
Thanks Poe and Fnarf!
Shame on you for throwing that away. You could have used it to make some gravy.
Wow, Uncle Vinny is a generous and crazy man! You can have my McSweeney’s when you pry them from my cold, dead, literate fingers!
Heh heh. You cannot even begin to understand Aislinn’s evil genius until you see all the pictures together.
@22:
I actually never saw the original casting notice, but only a comment O.M. left in a thread, to which I replied in-kind. Although somebody COULD have gone to my web site, linked to my handle.
But still, *sniffle*
Your website doesn’t allow comments. There’s no reason to go there.
Join Facebook or get left out in the cold. It’s harsh, but that’s how things work.
Why is Will in Seattle sockpuppeting Greg?
The only reason I didn’t do it was because Poe said he would back out.
That is me. Though I do get sock-puppeted more than most, and by somebody who sounds a lot like I do. Then there’s this dude who posts under “Greg F,” but he’s not me either.
And as for #36, fucker is too chickenshit to show his face ever, and therefore deserves no spot on the calendar. Or maybe we should just run another shot of Tim Eyman.
I tried sugggesting that Bailo be given special billing on April 1 in a fitting chapeau, but I don’t think my comment made it onto the Facebook tubes.
as lucky helper (bacon fluffer?) on this project, i was able to get sneak peaks of the photos at the end of the day(s), and……….wow.
IF you’re lucky enough to see these photos you will be coming in your pants one minute and chundering everywhere the next.
I said I wouldn’t get in a group photo with you. I didn’t say anything about backing out. I just, you know, don’t really ever want to meet you.
@39 so what you’re saying is that you want my hot body?
Well, I did my shoot here in Chicago this weekend and I think I’ve discovered my true calling in life: making plastic grocery bags look sexy. I’m glad I could put it to good use for Strangercrombie, because I’m pretty sure it’s not a highly marketable skill.
@41 yes.