GO TEAM WENCH!
Feb. 28th, 2010 12:26 pmI was at the first Privateer Feast, 9 years ago. I'd just discovered the International Wench's Guild barely a fortnight before -- this was before Team Wench spun off into a separate identity, much less became an official charity. There were barely 100 of us in a small venue, and the raffle was so stuffed with decorative soap baskets that people were groaning when the next one came up for auction. But the cause - to gather money for breast cancer research was a good one, and the tiny, plucky band came up with $3,500 that night. (And
faireraven, I think I have one or two of those soaps lying around.)
Fast-forward nine years: through the birth pangs of TW, official IRS recognition, a reputation growing so fast that in a couple of years all the tickets sold out in less than 10 minutes. Last night, a new Team member and a new Event coordinator led the biggest event ever: the largest set of raffle prizes, 1/3 more attendees, amazing food by our secret-weapon caterers. Our fame has spread -I was checking drivers licenses for drinking eligibility - we had a guest from as far as Rhode Island!
The reward?
$15,276 raised to combat breast cancer!
And the number is probably going to go up before the check is cut - after the announcement, people still kept handing our treasurer money! (At one point, M was wandering around with a huge wad of bills shoved into her cleavage. As someone pointed out, all she needed was a beer in each hand to be the ultimate fantasy woman of every guy in the room.)
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Fast-forward nine years: through the birth pangs of TW, official IRS recognition, a reputation growing so fast that in a couple of years all the tickets sold out in less than 10 minutes. Last night, a new Team member and a new Event coordinator led the biggest event ever: the largest set of raffle prizes, 1/3 more attendees, amazing food by our secret-weapon caterers. Our fame has spread -I was checking drivers licenses for drinking eligibility - we had a guest from as far as Rhode Island!
The reward?
$15,276 raised to combat breast cancer!
And the number is probably going to go up before the check is cut - after the announcement, people still kept handing our treasurer money! (At one point, M was wandering around with a huge wad of bills shoved into her cleavage. As someone pointed out, all she needed was a beer in each hand to be the ultimate fantasy woman of every guy in the room.)