The Pickle Party
Periodically I get these epiphany’s that usually send the Beachcomber staff running for their rubber roomed offices and their hidden bottles of booze (I
know who y’all are). For my part, most of these ideas are pretty cool and even Rick, The Man, has to concede. The ‘Pickle Idea’ was full on mine and it was a
huge pain in the ass that I will probably not do again (yes, I totally will do it again), but over-all I’m pleased with the outcome and here’s the ‘Pickle Story’…
The concept of the Scratch ‘n Sniff sticker is old as dirt. You see the sticker and even if it says, “this smells like ass,” the compulsion built into us silly
humans is so overwhelming that our index finger is reaching for the sticker before our brains can even digest the fact this might end poorly. On that note, I
want you to know my original idea for the winning sticker was a hotdog, but you would not believe how hard it is to get a Scratch ‘N Sniff hotdog; not that
the pickle was any easier, but I did it for the team!
November was rolling and I was cracking the whip to get this mag back in time for us to place the stickers in our December issue. I had 3,999 peppermint
Christmas themed Scratch ‘N Sniffs and one sheet of pickles for that special issue. My problem? Every single magazine needed to have a Scratch ‘N Sniff
sticker placed inside. I needed victi … er … help! I threw myself into Dizzy Dean’s (they typically solve all of my problems) and bought one of everything,
with an open bar in mind. With two gallons of vodka, two cases of Bud Light, two bottles of Egg Nog (laced with Jim Beam), a box of Chardonnay and a
bottle of red, what could possibly go wrong??
Johnny Shepard, Cheryl Kerby, Betsey Jenkins, Joy Baker, David Eduardo and Jummy Prosser all answered the call (they must have been super bored).
Four hours later, we got it done. At the bitter end, the sole survivors were Johnny, Cheryl, Jummy and myself. Cheryl really was the only one standing.
Jummy had blacked out, I was wobbling and Johnny was giggling – all very bad signs. Everything was hilarious and my house looked like a magazine had
exploded inside of it.
The truly best part is you can totally tell who ‘handled’ your magazine by seeing where the stickers are placed: Betsey and Joy were being creative by
placing the sticker in front of Santa’s face like he was blowing a bubble. David was being proper and placing his in the clouds. Jummy placed his stickers
by Santa’s private parts (both front and back) and Johnny and Cheryl placed theirs in similar inappropriate places. It really didn’t help when Johnny got
his hands on a Sharpie. What I am saying is “I am sorry we got drunk and had fun with your Scratch ‘N Sniff stickers.” (I’m not sorry at all and neither is
anyone else).
After all of the craziness of pulling this contest off, I have to say it was so much fun and I am flat out delighted to announce that we do have a Pickle
Winner!!! Kasey Jordan is our winner, who just so happens to have gotten married to the love of her life, Shrimper Brian, just last week in a super-secret
ceremony in Mike Manitta and Joey Goralczyk’s kitchen! Perfect timing to win a $200 photography package from the renowned Wen McNally!!! That means
we don’t have to get them a wedding present! Right? Congratulations newlyweds!!!
So yes. I will have a pickle party next year! It was all worth it and so much fun (from what they tell me)!!! The evening went on after that, but that story
is for the afterhours edition of the Beachcomber. If you really want to know, ask Jummy. He remembers – LOL!!
TYBEE BEACHCOMBER | JAN 2019 11
Pickle Winner!
By Alaina Loughridge