As B2B is permanently on my mind these days, I thought it appropriate to post a follow-up to DJRMD’s previous post. May 17th, 2009 will mark my fourth appearance at this lovely only-in-SF event. Looking back with fairly blurry hindsight, I can say (somewhat accurately) that even in my first B2B, there were attempts to limit drinking, keg-floating, and other shenanigans. When our crew showed up at the beginning of the race with a beautifully hand-crafted pirate ship float, we were not allowed into the course and had to wind our way down side streets until we found a spot to sneak in. Though the offender in this case wasn’t the float itself, but rather the keg concealed inside, it just goes to show that these new regulations on the race are not so new at all.
When it comes to rowdy SF events (LoveFest, Pillow Fight, SantaCon, etc…), people will always find a way to a) get drunk and b) get naked. Though weaseling giant floats into the race might be a bit harder to accomplish, I have faith in the ingenuity of the locals. I mean, if I could find a way to dispense white russians out of my cow suit udders in B2B ’07 (albeit, for only a short period of time), anything can be accomplished with just a bit of ingenuity.
Speaking of ingenuity, if you ever find yourself with a bad connection between keg and tap, it turns out there’s a fairly common item found in the pockets of many B2B participants that will help “seal the deal.” As it turns out, condoms are the new rubber washers…