The Featherweight Championship Of The World
So yesterday was the 2nd Annual Pillow Fight Club here in SF, which now having occurred n+1 times (where n≥1) makes it an official Valentine’s Day tradition. I think Mayor Quimby held a press conference this morning to formalize the occasion.
An example of ‘flash mob’ phenomena, it was apparently sparked by an anonymous mastermind who posted these simple instructions to craigslist:
1) Tell everyone you know about PILLOW FIGHT!!!
2) Wait for the Ferry Building clock to strike 6:00pm
3) Don’t hit anyone with out a pillow (unless they want it)
4) Don’t hit anyone with a camera
5) Don’t even think about using this as an excuse to remove the tag.*
The outcome? Funny you should ask, I was totally just about to tell you brah:
Over 1000 pillow-wielding Sucka Free Citizens engaging in a mass of exploding plumes of feathers that was really, really hard to hate on.
(I tried and lost. Badly. The hating I mean. I tore some fools UP with Excalibur.)
Highlights included: couples expressing their love for one another with smacks upside the domepiece, little kids getting in the mix with young adults who exhibited skills suggesting experience in more traditional combat, indie rockers laying wood on stock brokers, and no one getting stabbed.
*Psych! Fake mattress tag joke up in this piece!
February 17th, 2007 at 10:39 pm
That tape is genius!