Blogtown readers will no doubt be aware that it’s the Red Bull Flugtag this weekend—because their videos have been running in the top right corner of the screen for what seems like the past decade. But here’s all you need to know about the event: I’m in it. The event starts at 1pm. I’m with TEAM WIENER, which is a 20-foot-long hot dog, and not a penis. I am supposed to dress up as “the relish.” We’re craft number 23, scheduled to chuck ourselves in the river at 2:45. If someone could come along and record this event and stick it on YouTube, I would be delighted.

Matt Davis was news editor of the Mercury from 2009 to May 2010.

10 replies on “Throwing Myself In The River”

  3. Sir:

    It would be of the greatest pleasure to see the Mercury staff get wetter than normal.

    However, I am officiating at a conference of unpublished writers and authors those dates, suppossedly giving them the benefit of my year’s of experience as same. Perhaps next year.

    I remain your humble servant,

    Jacomus

  5. That advertisement for the event, the one showing the various aircraft launching? Do you think the woman in the diaper is open to dating an older man of sublime taste and refinement?

  6. Y’arr, matey, me and me penguin, Edmund, be a’waitin’ many a fine day to sees ye a’walkin o’ the plank. Y’arr. Doin’ a nose dive to the dolphins, y’arr. Feedin’ o’t sharks, y’arr. Last about as long a gallery owner in Portland, y’arr, that ye will, matey, that ye will.

    An if this dem’d penguin don’t stop a’yammerin’ “Polly wanna cracker” anon he’ll be a’joinin ye, that e’ will. Dem’d Patagonian Flyin Penguins — should be Patagonian Poopers for the dirts they spreads about. Y’arr. Some parrot. See, there e goes agin, right down the back o’ me sleeve. Y’arr.

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