Fudge Yeah Friday,
Prepare yourself for another great retelling of last weekend's adventure. Hopefully it will inspire you to create your own fun story this weekend. Emily says I say "fuck" too much and it's a "crude word".
The Violent Little crew has been doing a pretty good job at continuing to go out and get involved in some shenanigans every weekend. Yanne, once again, wasn't around for the festivities. He said something about having to return some videotapes or attend a matinee of Les Mis. Luckily, we were blessed with the party presence of Mrs.Violent Little instead. She was "game on" right from the start. Beer, wine and bourbon was had all over the Hot Water Inn here in Ketchum. A local, all female band called Thunderpussy was playing. They effin' killed it and got everyone primed to tie one on for the night.
I snuck our small group onto the roof for a better view of the show, as it was quite crowded. On the roof, Mrs. VL pointed out some of her friends, still in the crowd, and asked if I could bring them up. "Sneaking around" being my specialty...because of the SEAL thing and since I'm Mexican *insert sneaking across the border joke here*. So I made my way down, wrangled up the Blonde-tourage and used all my skills and hand signals to bring them up. We were later kicked off the roof because someone lacked light discipline and got us caught.
With the show winding down, we decided to make moves to get everyone to town. The drunken math began to try to get 18 personnel and a bike back into town to continue to drink. Thankfully, Nate and I were sober enough to drive. We started jamming people in my Jeep like it was some sort of clown car, just to notice there was a cop car 40ft away facing us. Somehow, all the yelling and piling-in didn't bring too much attention our way.
We reached the bar, excited, full of joy and I was partially deaf. The decibel level six drunk girls can reach is astonishing. Drinks were poured, toasts were made, services were thanked and one lucky person got Zima'd. Yes, Zima is apparently making a comeback this year. Emily missed the girls' only shot because her basic need to feed kicked in. Once satisfied with some pulled pork sliders that she got from the meat van across the street, she returned and took her shot immediately. She does not frack around and that's why she fits in well with this group.
Unicorns and M4s,
Friendtime Friday was something I came up with before I left the Teams. Life gets busy and everyone has shit going on, so it was important to me that we all get together at least once a week and do something as a group. That's how lasting friendships are created, and now I have lots of great stories. Like the one I'm about to share with you.
The other day, Nate, Emily and I decided to attend the Lord Huron concert here in town. Yanne didn't come, as he had a meeting with Paul Allen or something. We made sure he was there in spirit. We drink, we sing, we laugh and drink some more. You’d be pretty surprised about how much vodka Emily can put away.
Some beers and a few flasks later, the drunk hunger starts to set in and that’s when Emily saw someone with pizza. She decided that she NEEDED pizza. Nate and I witnessed her transformation into this pizza craved gremlin. She searched for pizza on the concert grounds and found nothing, so she began to call all the pizza places in town. It’s a small mountain town, so there’s like three options. When one finally said that they would deliver to the concert venue, the order began to be placed and our excitement grew. Here's some of that conversation:
Emily: "Could we please get ranch and marinara sauce on the side?”
Operator: “Okay, sure. Small ranch and marinara on the side.”
Emily: “Like...enough for three people.”
Operator: “Of course.”
Emily: “So like a lot please."
Emily is the only one here that really eats her pizza with ranch, so you can imagine her excitement when they showed up with three half pint containers each of ranch and marinara. As a matter of fact, she was so excited when they called upon their arrival to the venue, she ran barefoot to get the pizza. Check out the photo below of her holding the pizza and see the joy on her hungry little face.
All in all, it was an amazing time hanging out with those two. We each have different personalities (as you see in the photo) and bring different energy into the shop and I hope you enjoy the shit we do as much as we enjoy doing it. We are all grateful and happy that life has led us here, to the creation of this Violent Little Family.
Stick around...you won’t believe what’s coming next. Or you will, because we're full of empty promises.
Unicorns and M4s,
Cheers to us!
Look how happy she is to have the pizza and all that ranch.
Typically, new employees at VLMS go through a Q&A session for our email newsletter straight away...but I've been neglected here for seven weeks now. At one point Oscar started to ask me some questions but then he left for a month. Since the guys are still lazy about it, they've asked me to interview myself. I accepted the challenge and it's going to be as weird as it sounds. Are you ready for that? ARE YOU READY?
Oscar: What do you want to listen to during this interview?
Oscar: What do you really want to listen to?
Emily: Lord of the Rings music...so basically Enya.
*Oscar departs, so I question myself in front of a mirror now.*
Q: Why did you choose to work at the shop?
A: It seemed like a radically different work environment than anything I've seen...and I've taken up doing things I've never done that would otherwise scare me. Working with these guys is, disappointingly, not very scary!
Q: Wow, so what is scary to you?
A: Deep dark water, frozen corn dogs and guys who live in vans. I'm having none of that (LOL).
Q: Okay, so what do you love about working at Violent Little?
A: The lunch dates, 32 oz. mimosas, the warehouse ping pong table and having weird email conversations with our customers.
Q: What's the coolest thing about you?
A: I can make sloppy joes without looking at a recipe. That's also probably the hottest thing about me.
Q: You work with veterans, what's that like?
A: It's a dream come true. They're fun to be around and are really encouraging of my dad jokes, hiccuping and tripping on stuff. I'm like...the little sister around here I think.
Q: Which of them would you let punch you directly in the face?
A: Well, not Nate because he's the weakest and not Yanne because I don't want him to ruin his manicure. So probably Oscar because he has the softest hands.
Q: How many people do you fall in love with every day?
A: Like five or so. Mostly the dudes who email us and get all cute when they see the unexpected "Yours always, Emily" at the end of my response.
Emily: Well, I love you and good luck to you on your Violent Little journey!
Emily: Thank you! Thanks for enduring that with me and getting to know me as I got to know me.
Violent Little Emily